Praise for Kelly Hunterâs debut novel, WIFE FOR A WEEK:
âWIFE FOR A WEEK is an amazing debut for author Kelly Hunter. Warm and enticing, this novel sucks the reader in. The characters are engaging and entertaining with their banter, the secondary characters shine like gems and the heroâs mother, effervescent⦠Exciting new talent Kelly Hunter has managed to produce a novel that not only whets the appetite but leaves the reader craving more. I canât wait to see whatâs up next!â
âCataRomance
WIFE FOR A WEEK was awarded Best First Category Romance of 2006 by CataRomance, and SLEEPING PARTNER was a 2008 finalist for the Romance Writers of America RITA® Award in the Best Contemporary Series Romance category!
âItâs not so wild,â Sienna whispered.
Lex covered her hand with his and guided it to the back of his neck. âYet,â he muttered, and bent his head to hers.
Sienna didnât stop to think. She didnât want to think, just feel and taste and take. Heâd promised her wildness. Heâd deliberately sown the seeds of her need for it. Sienna parted her lips and tasted him with her tongue, a leisurely slide along the join of his lips, a request for permission to enter. She expected consent, but instead he pulled back.
âBe very sure,â he said gruffly. âIâm not playing, Sienna.â
âYes, you are,â she said, her gaze firmly fixed on his mouth. But right now she didnât care. âYou always do.â
âNot always,â he murmured, and set his lips to hers.
Accidentally educated in the sciences, Kelly Hunter has always had a weakness for fairytales, fantasy worlds, and losing herself in a good book. Husband⦠yes. Childrenâ¦two boys. Cooking and cleaningâ¦sigh. Sportsâ¦no, not reallyâin spite of the best efforts of her family. Gardeningâ¦yesâroses, of course. Kelly was born in Australia and has travelled extensively. Although she enjoys living and working in different parts of the world, she still calls Australia home. Visit Kelly online at www.kellyhunter.net
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WIFE FOR A WEEK
PRICELESS SLEEPING PARTNER TAKEN BY THE BAD BOY
CHAPTER ONE
ALEXANDER WENTWORTH THE THIRD could be a very patient man when he wanted to be.
Take the stock market, the money market, the futures market, any market, for example⦠When it came to waiting for the opportune moment, Lex had been known to exhibit the patience of Job.
If an eight-knot wind was blowing north-north-east off the Cornwall coast, and he had no place to be but on his yacht and nothing to do but set a course and peel a diamond-encrusted bikini off a beautiful woman, Lex could be very patient indeed. Journeys of seduction were meant to be savoured and savour them he did. Frequently.
Yes, indeed. Patience was one of Lexâs many virtues.
Unfortunately, his current stock of patience was fading fast, and it wasnât just because he was fifteen hours into a twenty-five hour flight from London to Sydney, with a stopover in Singapore still pending. It was because his temporary personal assistant had a God-given talent for driving him nuts.
Sienna Raleigh was her name; personal assistant and right-hand man her latest trade. She had a doctorate in Renaissance Art, impeccable if somewhat colourful lineage, and a smile that could drop a man at fifty paces. Sienna had been five when theyâd first met. Lex had been all of eleven, and her failure to acknowledge his superiority in all things had both irritated and intrigued him. He shouldâve taken it as a warning never to employ her, he thought glumly. He really shouldâve made an effort and crushed her insurgency some twenty years ago, the moment heâd first set eyes on her, he deduced with a sigh. Because he didnât have a hope in Hades of crushing it now.
âAny more stock reports to read?â he asked her.
âYou mean apart from the dozens youâve already read?â she said, without lifting her gaze from the book she was reading. âNo.â
âAny more newspapers?â
âYouâve read all those too.â
âJust checking.â He waited a beat. âWhatâs that youâre reading?â
âAn airport novel.â Siennaâs long-suffering tone served only to amuse him. Clearly the nut-driving worked both ways. âIâm up to the part where our heroâdue to a combination of strength, determination, brilliance, luck, and fortuitous plottingâsingle-handedly nabs the villains and then walks away from the traitorous yet agonisingly beautiful woman who betrayed him.â
âSounds reasonable,â he said. âKeep me posted.â He drummed his fingers on the armrest, flicked through the entertainment channels. Sighed.
Sienna looked up at him from her book, those golden brown eyes with their tiny flecks of green revealing acute exasperation and a refreshing lack of guile. âAdmit it,â she said. âYou have the attention span of a gnat.â
âI do not.â
âAnd you want my book.â
âNo, I donât. Unless of course youâre finished with it.â