Getting Lucky
He'll help her get lucky…And promises to deliver a whole lot more!With her fertility issues, it’s now or never for Romy Allen. Thankfully, her friend Matt Carter will help her research her options. But then the deliciously sexy entrepreneur tears up her IVF paperwork and presents a counter offer—the old-fashioned way or nothing! How can she refuse? Especially when multiple orgasms are offered as a tempting bonus…!
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Heâll help her get lucky...
And promises to deliver a whole lot more!
With her fertility issues, itâs now or never for Romy Allen. Thankfully, her friend Matt Carter will help her research her options. But then the deliciously sexy entrepreneur tears up her IVF paperwork and presents a counterofferâthe old-fashioned way or nothing! How can she refuse? Especially when multiple orgasms are offered as a tempting bonus!
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AVRIL TREMAYNE is an award-winning author of sexy, modern, urban romances, featuring heroes strong enough to make any woman swoon and stronger heroines who nevertheless refuse to do so. She took a circuitous route to becoming a writer, via careers in nursing, teaching, public relations and corporate affairsâmost recently in global aviation, which gave her a voracious appetite for travel. She currently lives in Sydney, Australia, but is feverishly plotting to move her family to Italy for half of every year. When sheâs not reading or writing Avril can be found dining to excess, drinking lots of wine and obsessing over shoes. Find her at avriltremayne.com, on Facebook at avril.tremayne, on Twitter, @AvrilTremayne, or on Instagram, @avril_tremayne.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07134-5
GETTING LUCKY
© 2018 Belinda de Rome
Published in Great Britain 2018
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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For my wonderful, supportive, honourable husband,
without whom there would be no books.
Contents
ROMY RANG THE DOORBELL, and a few seconds later, heard a âCoooomiiiing,â from somewhere inside.
It was hard to believe that this houseâor was mansion the correct word for Russian Hill?âwas Mattâs. To say it was a departure from his usual student-like accommodation was a whopping understatement.
An inside door slammed. A closer âGotta find the keysâ was called out, followed by an even closer, much louder âFuck!â
Okay, it was definitely Mattâs place.
She ran a neatening hand over her hair while she waited for him. Unbuttoned her overcoat. Brushed at the flared skirt of her new red dress.
Stupid, really. Matt never noticed what her hair looked like or what she was wearing. He saved such observations for women he wanted to have sex withâand Romy had come to terms with not being one of those women ten years ago.
Still, her natural inclination was to look immaculate-but-fashionable for business discussions, and the deal sheâd made with Matt on the phone two weeks ago was definitely in that category, despite the chaos of that crazy call. Serious enough to warrant a flight from London to San Francisco to dot every i and cross every t.
