âMiss Walker?â
âYes?â
Her dazzling green eyes captured his attention and shot it into the stratosphere. They sparkled with intelligence, and even a hint of wariness couldnât hide the glint of fun in their rich moss- green depths.
âYouâre late,â he said, his gaze roaming over her heart-shaped face with its high cheekbones, pert nose and lush mouth a tad on the full side. Her features melded into a heart-stopping combination, and for a guy who appreciated beautiful things on a daily basis, and had since he could first walk and talk, he couldnât tear his gaze away.
âAnd you are?â
Surprised by her comeback, when she should have been on the back foot, and more than a little annoyed at his urge to laugh, he said, âSomeone who could have your butt for waltzing in here late on your first day.â
She stuck out her hand, a wide grin curving her lips, and he found himself unwittingly returning her smile while he shook her hand.
âAidan Vossâthe new boss around here.â
A boss who had no right noticing how her eyes twinkled when she smiled, or the cheeky lilt in her voice when she spoke, as if challenging him to do goodness knows whatâ¦
Praise for
Nicola Marsh
About Nicolaâs Modern Heatâ¢, TWO-WEEK MISTRESS: âFunny, witty and sensually enticing, TWO-WEEK MISTRESS by Nicola Marsh left me laughing at the antics of her characters while enjoying the sensuality of this novel.â âwww.cataromance.com
About BIG-SHOT BACHELOR, also from Modern Heatâ¢: âNicola Marsh writes a down-to-earth romance that will appeal to everyoneâ¦â âwww.cataromance.com
About INHERITED: BABYfrom Mills & Boon® Romance:
âAwe-inspiring characters combined with an incredible
story, INHERITED: BABY by Nicola Marsh tells the story of a womanâs inspirational spirit to live her life her way, who is able to succeed in getting the man of her dreamsâ¦â âwww.cataromance.com
Nicola Marsh has always had a passion for writing and reading. As a youngster, she devoured books when she should have been sleeping, and later kept a diary whose content could be an epic in itself! These days, when sheâs not enjoying life with her husband and sons in her home city of Melbourne, sheâs at her computer, creating the romances she loves, in her dream job. Visit Nicolaâs website at www.nicolamarsh.com for the latest news of her books.
Nicola also writes for Mills & Boon® Romance.
Recent titles by the same author:
PURCHASED FOR PLEASURE
BIG-SHOT BACHELOR TWO-WEEK MISTRESS
For my blog readers, who cheered me on
with this one every step of the way. Thanks, youâre the best!
CHAPTER ONE
BETHANY WALKER stuck her tongue out at her reflection as she twirled in front of the floor-length mirror.
âI look gross.â
Her cousin Lana smirked. âI officially pronounce you a bona fide nerd.â
âI do look like a nerd, donât I?â
Lana, queen of the nerds and loving it, pushed her tortoiseshell glasses further up her nose as her serious gaze travelled from the tips of Bethâs low-heeled black pumps to the top of her blonde hair pulled back in a tight bun.
âYou look exactly how a proper tour guide should. Youâll fit in at the museum, no worries.â
Beth screwed up her nose as she smoothed the stiff cotton of her ultra-plain white blouse. âHow could you wear such hideous clothes?â
Lana quirked an eyebrow and picked up Bethâs discarded apple-green midriff top and cut-off denim shorts from the floor. âI could ask you the same question.â
âTouché, cuz. Touché.â
Beth grinned, eternally grateful for the close relationship she shared with her cousin.
From the first moment Lana had stood up to her, a mousy six-year-old who refused to back down when the boisterous, pushy pain in the butt she used to be had tried to wrestle a doll out of her hands, their friendship had been cemented.
âAnything else you want me to cram before I do this? Any last minute pep talk? Instructions? Ways to bore the entire city of Melbourne senseless as they troop through the museum?â
The corners of Lanaâs mouth twitched. âThere is one more thing.â
âWhat?â
She didnât like the gleam in her cousinâs eye, the one that screamed she wasnât done turning a swan into an ugly duckling just yet.
âHere.â Lana opened the top drawer of her dresser and reached into the back. âYou need to wear these to complete the look.â
Her heart sank as she saw the ugliest pair of glasses sheâd ever laid eyes on resting on her cousinâs outstretched palm.
Shaking her head, she held up her hands in protest. âUh-uh. No way. Havenât I done enough? Youâve dressed me, prepped me, turned me into another you. You canât make me wear those!â
Lana cracked up. âI know, Iâm just kidding around. Though I hear these are the latest fashion statement for all the cool tour guides this year.â
âI bet.â
Beth rolled her eyes, grimacing at the ugly black-rimmed glasses, ignoring the faintest ring of âfour eyes, four eyesâ in her ears.