Lucy was nervous. Excited, too. Much more excited than she usually was about having a first date with a new man, which was probably what was making her so nervous.
Plus the fact that Michael Finn was a high-flyer and she had never connected with anyone from his level of society. She was definitely out of his league in any social sense, and more than likely he only wanted a sexual fling with herâwhich she might as well accept right now and not get herself in a twist about it.
Regardless of his intentions she wanted to be with him, wanted to experience him, so no way was she going to back off at this point. Besides, a Cinderella could win a prince. Miracles could happen. Failing that, if the worst came to the worst she could write off her time with him as a case of real lust being satisfiedâbecause while she had certainly fancied other guys in the past it had not been like this, not nearly as strongly as this. Michael Finn had her in an absolute tizzy of lust.
THE LEGENDARY FINN BROTHERS
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Everyone has heard about Harry Finnâs reputation: heâs utterly ruthless in the pursuit of beautiful women, and his devilishly charming smile is virtually irresistible! What he wants, he getsâand top of his list is secretary Elizabeth Flippenceâ¦
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Notorious for being merciless in the boardroom, tycoon Michael Finn is all work and no play.
Distractions arenât on his agendaâ especially in the too-tempting shape of bubbly, beautiful Lucy Flippenceâ¦
Initially a French/English teacher, EMMA DARCY changed careers to computer programming before the happy demands of marriage and motherhood. Very much a people person, and always interested in relationships, she finds the world of romance fiction a thrilling one, and the challenge of creating her own cast of characters very addictive.
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A DEARLY BELOVED daughter buried in the wrong plot.
A man digging up a grave.
A dog running amok in the memorial garden, knocking off angelsâ heads.
What a Monday morning, Lucy Flippence thought as she drove to Greenlands Cemetery, having been given the job of dealing with these situations. Just when some slack time would have been very handy, too, it being her sisterâs birthday. It would be really nice to take Ellie out to lunch, especially since Lucy was dying to see her in the wildly colourful new clothes with the new hairdo.
It would be like a complete makeover and highly due, given it was Ellieâs thirtieth birthday. For the past two years her sister had been drowning in blacks and greys and taupes, and so caught up in being Michael Finnâs personal assistant, she didnât have any other lifeânot one man sparking her interest.
Right now Lucy had quite a fresh understanding of this disinterest in men. The nasty incident in the Irish pub at Port Douglas had spoiled her weekend away with friends. The guy had started out a promising prince and turned into a horrid frog. It seemed to her they all did, sooner or later. At twenty-eight she had yet to meet one whose shining armour remained shiny, regardless of circumstances.
Even so, she wasnât about to give up on men. She enjoyed the exciting high of a new attraction, loved the sense of being loved, if only for a little while. It was worth the hurt of being disillusioned. As long as she lived, she was going to be out there, experiencing everything that looked and felt good. It was what her mother had told her to doâher mother whoâd married her horrible frog father because she was pregnant with Ellie.
âDonât ever make that mistake, Lucy. Be careful.â
She was.
Always careful.
Especially since she didnât want to have children, didnât want to pass on her dyslexia, blighting another life with it. Putting a child through what sheâd been through at school was not an act of love, and the problems didnât stop there, either. The incurable disability blocked a heap of avenues that normal people simply took in their stride.
The thought of an innocent baby being born with a wrongly wired brain like hers triggered a strongly negative recoil inside Lucy. She would not risk that happening. Which meant, of course, she would probably never marryâno real point to it if having a family was out of the question.
There was, however, always the hope of meeting a prince who didnât care about having children, or perhaps one who had a genetic fault of his own and would be happy to simply settle with having each other to love. She hadnât ruled out these possibilities. They bolstered her resolve to keep moving on, making the most of her journey through life.
The cemetery on the outskirts of Cairns came into view. It was aptly named Greenlandsâeverything being so very green as it usually was up here in far north tropical Queensland, especially after the big wet and before the oppressive heat of summer. August was always a pleasant month and Lucy was glad she wasnât stuck in the office, closed off from the lovely sunshine.