My Big Fake Green-Card Wedding
I Do…For Now.She might be the last twenty-nine-year-old virgin in Greece, but Melina Kostos did not need her overprotective father and brothers handpicking her husband! So when American businessman and single dad Adam Blake proposed a convenient marriage on her terms, she accepted. By Zeus, their bargain gave her everything she wanted: a gold band, a little girl to love and a green card.So why wasn't it enough?Because Melina wanted to break her no-touching-in-private rule and make her husband her first. Because she didn't want to be just a child's friend, she wanted to have Adam's babies. Because she wanted the whole thing–big fat Greek wedding and all!
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She knew he was just as uneasy about being in bed with her as she was
Maybe it was because he knew he’d fraudulently vowed to love, honor and cherish her. In her own heart, the vows had truly been made. Tonight she felt like a wife in bed with her new husband.
She turned on her side and regarded the pillows that separated them.
Common sense told her this was no time to give up the dubious honor of being the last twenty-nine-year-old virgin in Greece and, maybe, in the United States.
Her conscience reminded her that the marriage was only a charade for the benefit of the United States immigration authorities.
But desire told her that, after all, they were married. She wondered how it would feel to share the longing inside for someone of her own to love and to cherish. To honor the vows she’d made to Adam…
In memory of my late husband, Louis Matza,
and our own hilarious wedding, where our two cultures managed to maintain an uneasy peace.
And to our two wonderful daughters,
Elaine Fox and Joy Steinhardt.
Love you lots,
Mom
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
After working for a number of years as a logistics contract administrator in the aircraft industry, Mollie Molay turned to a career she found far more satisfying—writing romance novels. Mollie lives in Northridge, California, surrounded by her two daughters and eight grandchildren, many of whom find their way into her books. She enjoys hearing from her readers and welcomes comments. You can write to her at Harlequin Books, 225 Duncan Mill Road, Don Mills, Ontario, Canada M3B 3K9.
Books by Mollie Molay
HARLEQUIN AMERICAN ROMANCE
560—FROM DRIFTER TO DADDY
597—HER TWO HUSBANDS
616—MARRIAGE BY MISTAKE
638—LIKE FATHER, LIKE SON
682—NANNY & THE BODYGUARD
703—OVERNIGHT WIFE
729—WANTED: DADDY
776—FATHER IN TRAINING
799—DADDY BY CHRISTMAS
815—MARRIED BY MIDNIGHT
839—THE GROOM CAME C.O.D.
879—BACHELOR-AUCTION BRIDEGROOM
897—THE BABY IN THE BACK SEAT
938—THE DUCHESS & HER BODYGUARD *
947—SECRET SERVICE DAD *
954—COMMANDER’S LITTLE SURPRISE *
987—MY BIG FAKE GREEN-CARD WEDDING
KOURABIETHES
(Greek Butter Cookies)
1 cup unsalted butter
½ tsp baking powder
1 egg yolk
1 cup confectioner’s sugar, stirred
1 tbsp brandy
3 cups flour (approx.)
Walnuts or almonds (optional)
1 lb confectioner’s sugar to sift onto cookies as soon as they come out of the oven
Mix butter and sugar until very light and fluffy. Stir in egg yolk and brandy.
Mix flour and baking powder. Add to butter mixture with sifted confectioner’s sugar, a little at a time. Knead well until dough is smooth. If too soft, add a little flour. Add nuts, if desired.
Take small pieces of dough and shape into little balls or into crescents. Place on lightly greased baking sheets. Bake in moderate oven (350° F) for approximately 20 minutes.
Roll cookies in additional confectioner’s sugar while warm. Sift more confectioner’s sugar over cookies to keep well coated to keep moist.
Makes about 3½ dozen cookies.
Contents
Chapter One
U.S. Embassy
Athens, Greece
“You are almost thirty years old, daughter. It’s time you found yourself a husband! If you don’t, I will find one for you!”
With her father’s voice echoing in her ears, Melina Kostos hung up the phone. Today wasn’t her lucky day, she thought as she stared at the run in her smoky-gray nylons. The notice advising her that her position as the U.S. embassy’s bilingual receptionist was about to be downsized wasn’t helping. Without a job, she no longer had a reason to argue away her father’s concern over her single status.
How could she tell her father that she didn’t want a husband? At least, not yet. Or that she had no intention of being Athens’s last virgin over the age of 29 if she could help it? She not only had some living to do, but no part of that plan included letting a man control her life.
What she most wanted was a green card that would allow her to go to the United States to work. The past two years at the U.S. embassy had left her with a keen interest in the country. At least there, women seemed to be free.
If only she had someone to talk to besides the two close friends she roomed with. Eleni and Arianna, who worked at the embassy with her, were also Greek natives and, in one way at least, in the same position she was: single. She wasn’t sure even they would understand the way she felt.
It would be difficult to expect anyone not from a traditional Greek family like hers to understand her father’s call, she mused as she stared at the telephone. Sure, she was almost thirty and, for all intents and purposes, on her own. Unfortunately, her age was not about to stop her father from demanding she marry and raise a family. As the only daughter in an old-fashioned Greek family, her father’s voice was still the law.
She was unhappily envisioning the kind of suitor her father had in mind when a burst of laughter caught her attention.
