Wedding Party Collection: Don't Tell The Bride: What the Bride Didn't Know / Black Widow Bride / His Valentine Bride
An important secret…Trig Sinclair knows that Lena West is off limits, as his best friend’s sister. Trig steers clear of her…until a secret mission forces the pair to not just fake a marriage but share a bed. They can’t resist temptation at such close quarters, but Trig has a secret…Suave businessman Damon Asteriades pushed seductive Rebecca Grainger away years ago. But now she’s coming home and Damon tries to master the intense desire he still feels for the lover who has a three-year-old secret!Ryan Harcourt is known for his stunning good looks and command of a courtroom, and Betsy McGregor has had a secret crush on him for ages. When Betsy lands a job working for the handsome lawyer, they end up playing matchmaker for each other. But Ryan wants Betsy for himself!
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Kelly Hunter
Shh…it’s a secret!
Special ops expert Trig Sinclair is a man’s man, and that means he knows the cardinal rule of the bro code—no matter how dynamite Lena West is, as his best friend’s younger sister, she’s strictly off-limits!
But when a secret mission to Istanbul sees Lena and Trig pretending to be married (and sharing a bed!), he finds himself in a whole new world of sweet torture.… But if Trig thinks playing the honor-bound hero is tough, it’s got nothing on how Lena feels when she discovers what her “groom” is really hiding.…
Accidentally educated in the sciences, KELLY HUNTER has always had a weakness for fairy tales, fantasy worlds and losing herself in a good book. Husband…yes. Children…two boys. Cooking and cleaning…sigh. Sports…no, not really – in spite of the best efforts of her family. Gardening…yes. Roses, of course. Kelly was born in Australia and has traveled extensively. Although she enjoys living and working in different parts of the world, she still calls Australia home.
Kelly’s novels Sleeping Partner and Revealed: A Prince and a Pregnancy were both finalists for a Romance Writers of America RITA® Award in the Best Contemporary Series Romance category!
Visit Kelly online at www.kellyhunter.net.
For my mother, grandmother, aunt, children, Anne, Trish, Carol, Fi, Meredith, Lissa, Linda, Barb, Rosie and Jo.
Thanks for all your support.
Seventeen-year-old Lena West didn’t understand the question. It had something to do with Euler’s formula and complex z but, beyond that, Lena had no clue. Groaning, she dropped her pen on top of her grid paper and put her palms to her eyes so that she couldn’t see the sweep of ocean beyond the screen door. Summer and school work never mixed well. Not when there was a beach a few metres from the house and a swell that had seen her older brother take to the water the minute they’d arrived home from school.
It wasn’t fair that Jared could do his maths homework in his head. It didn’t help that her two younger siblings were bona-fide geniuses—one evil and one not—and could have answered question six in under ten seconds. Fourteen-year-old Poppy—who was not evil—would have helped her had she been around, but Poppy had been seconded to the University of Queensland’s mathematical think tank and spent most of her time in Brisbane these days. Thirteen-year-old Damon wasn’t around to ask either. He was pulling yet another after-school detention—his theory being that if he was unruly enough and sneaky enough, he might just manage to avoid the land of secret-squirrel think thanks altogether. Lena applauded Damon’s initiative, even if she didn’t like his chances.
When you were that bright, people noticed.
Not that Lena had anything to worry about there.
Sighing, Lena opened her eyes and picked up her pen. Question six. There it was. Mocking her. One simple little question that everybody else in her freaky family could do in their sleep.
‘Moron,’ she grumbled.
‘Who is?’ said a deliciously deep voice from behind her and Lena nearly slipped her skin because she hadn’t heard anyone come in. She knew the voice though, and her scowl deepened as she turned to glare at Adrian Sinclair, their neighbour from two doors down and Jared’s best friend since kindergarten. ‘Don’t you knock?’ she asked grumpily and knew it for a stupid question even as it left her mouth. Adrian didn’t have to knock—he practically lived here.
‘Didn’t want to interrupt your thought flow.’
‘And yet, you did.’
Adrian’s grin kicked sideways. ‘You said “moron”. I thought you were talking to me.’
‘Moron.’
‘See what I mean?’
Hard not to smile right along with Adrian’s laughing brown eyes. ‘Smiling crooked will get you nowhere.’
‘That’s not always true. Jared around?’
‘Out there.’ Lena nodded towards the Pacific. It was still blue. It still beckoned. Jared was heading out of the water, board in hand. ‘Why aren’t you out there with him?’
‘Thinking about it,’ said Adrian. ‘Why aren’t you?’
‘I have a maths test tomorrow.’ Lena eyed him speculatively. Adrian had chosen the same school subjects that Jared had. Same subjects she’d chosen, give or take a language or two. He and Jared were a year ahead of her in school. ‘What do you know about Euler’s formula and complex planes?’
Adrian moved closer, edging in over her shoulder. ‘Which question’s giving you trouble?’
‘Six.’
‘The bonus question? You know you can always leave it?’
