Friend. Nanny. Stand-In Bride.
When a man needs the touches only a woman can provide⦠he turns to Wife, Inc.
Please Let The New Nanny Be Some Dowdy Grandma Type Who Can Really Help Us,
Bryce thought, opening the door.
Her back to him, at first all he saw was a nicely rounded behind tucked inside jeans, a white blouse and a brown leather vest. And chestnut-brown hair pulled up in a ponytail. Not exactly grandma, he thought.
Then the woman turned, and staring him in the face was the one woman, the only woman, whoâd rocked his world and set it on fire. âWhat are you doing here?â
âIâm from Wife, Incorporated.â Her brows knitted slightly. âWerenât you expecting me?â
âI was expecting someone, certainly not you.â
âLife is full of little surprises, huh?â
He wanted to call Wife, Incorporated, and ask for someone lessâ¦beautiful and exotic. But he needed help now. Besides, he could handle this. He wasnât going to get involved with the nanny, no matter who she wasâ¦.
Dear Reader,
Summer vacation is simply a state of mindâ¦so create your dream getaway by reading six new love stories from Silhouette Desire!
Begin your romantic holiday with A Cowboyâs Pursuit by Anne McAllister. This MAN OF THE MONTH title is the authorâs 50th book and part of her CODE OF THE WEST miniseries. Then learn how a Connelly bachelor mixes business with pleasure in And the Winner Getsâ¦Married! by Metsy Hingle, the sixth installment of our exciting DYNASTIES: THE CONNELLYS continuity series.
An unlikely couple swaps insults and passion in Maureen Childâs The Marine & the Debutanteâthe latest of her popular BACHELOR BATTALION books. And a night of passion ignites old flames in The Bachelor Takes a Wife by Jackie Merritt, the final offering in TEXAS CATTLEMANâS CLUB: THE LAST BACHELOR continuity series.
In Single Father Seeks⦠by Amy J. Fetzer, a businessman and his baby captivate a CIA agent working under cover as their nanny. And in Linda Conradâs The Cowboyâs Baby Surprise, an amnesiac FBI agent finds an undreamed-of happily-ever-after when heâs reunited with his former partner and lover.
Read these passionate, powerful and provocative new Silhouette Desire romances and enjoy a sensuous summer vacation!
Joan Marlow Golan
Senior Editor, Silhouette Desire
Single Father Seeksâ¦
Amy J. Fetzer
was born in New England and raised all over the world. She uses her own experiences in creating the characters and settings for her novels. Married more than twenty years to a United States Marine and the mother of two sons, Amy covets the moments when she can curl up with a cup of cappuccino and a good book.
Dedicated with love to my son, Zackary Cain,
For your cartoon obsessions and wanting to explore and invent and draw. For likely being the only teenager who does what heâs told when heâs told and doing it well. For having big dreams and a natural kindness that only angels possess. You, my son, have made me grow as a person and understand why a mother would gladly lay down her life for her child.
I love you.
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Epilogue
Hong Kong
He was Secret Service. She was CIA. He wasnât hiding that fact.
She was.
But right now they werenât hiding a thing from each other. A desire, no, a raging passion sheâd never imagined existed inside her, was taking complete command. Ciara loved every second of it. And from the look on his face as she shoved open his trousers, so did he.
She drove her hand inside the dark fabric and he groaned and pushed her against the nearest wall, taking her mouth with an excitement so powerful, so hot, it would burn out of control in no time. She was counting on it. She had wanted him the minute she saw him. She wanted to be wild and escape and spend this one night with him. He was head-turning handsome with a hard body, and that sexy to-die-for look of a secret agent. Coal-black hair, Nordic blue eyes, and a chiseled jaw she wanted to kiss âtil dawn. Add to that a gentlemanly southern drawl, slightly disguised, and she was melting for him with the first word.
Behind them in the hotel room lay a trail of clothesâblack, inconspicuous. Just what their jobs called for. But the situation now called for none. Naked. Ciara was nearly there. He wasnât getting there soon enough.
He ground against her, letting her know he was ready for whatever she had in mind, and she pushed his trousers lower and cupped the tight curve of his buttocks, pulling him into her and sending the same message.
âYouâre driving me insane, you know that?â he said, his voice whiskey rough as his mouth rolled over her throat, her shoulder. He made quick work of her slip, adding it to the trail with her dress.
âNo more than you are me.â
He unclasped her bra, pulling it off, tossing it aside, then filling his palms with her breasts.
Ciara gasped, then gasped again as his thumbs circled her nipples deeply. Oh mercy, his touch was all she needed to explode.