Her hottest suspect yetâ¦
Men have always been eager to tell Autumn Hilliard their most private secrets. Her fine mindâand natural beautyâare the reasons sheâs such an excellent private investigator.
But investment banker Isaac Mason isnât like the other men who strive for Autumnâs attention. Heâs easily the sexiest man alive, and while his lean, muscular body screams temptation, his careful manner reveals nothing. Working her way into Issacâs world at Paxton Investment Securities, Autumn intends to find out what makes the millionaire tick, while remaining detached in his enticing presence.
Autumn hopes that her instincts are right, and that Isaac is innocent of the fraud heâs suspected of committing. Otherwise, come morning, will Autumn pay the ultimate price for giving her trustâand her heartâto the wrong man?
She started to shake her head side to side, but he reached out and cupped her face in his hands.
âDonât do that,â he said. âAll those snowflakes caught in your curls make you look like a princess.â
She lifted her chin, and the tiny droplets of melting snow on her face seemed to glisten. âHow can this frog be a princess when sheâs never been kissed?â
That was all Isaac needed to hear.
He sucked in a breath, not giving his mind time to think or to worry or to even care about tomorrow.
âI can take care of that right now,â he whispered.
He closed his eyes and slowly guided her face to his, relying on sense, rather than sight, to that first taste he knew he would never forget.
And Autumn did not disappoint. Her lips were soft and warm and surprisingly insistent upon his, and in the haze of their kisses he felt her fingers on his chest, unbuttoning his coat.
HARMONY EVANS
loves writing sexy, emotional, contemporary love stories. She is a single mom to a beautiful daughter who makes her grateful for life daily. Her hobbies include cooking, baking, knitting, reading and, of course, napping. She works full-time writing and managing digital content, and has over fifteen years of experience in internet marketing.
Harmony received the 2013 Romance Slam Jam Emma Award for Debut Author of the Year. In addition, she was a 2012 RT Reviewersâ Choice Awards double finalist (First Series Romance and Kimani Romance). She is a member of Romance Writers of America.
Connect with Harmony at www.harmonyevans.com for the latest news on upcoming releases.
Dear Reader,
I just love a hot man in a business suit, donât you?
Isaac Mason is an ambitious, intelligent and sexy investment banker. But is he also committing fraud, or is he simply the victim of blackmail? Thatâs what Autumn Hilliard, a private investigator, has been hired to find out. As she gets closer to Isaac, Autumn discovers that he is hiding more than just the key to his heart. And itâs got nothing to do with cold, hard cash.
When Morning Comes is my fourth novel for the Mills & Boon Kimani Romance line, and I hope you enjoy it. I love to hear from readers. Contact me 24/7 at www.harmonyevans.com.
Be blessed,
Harmony
This book is dedicated to my daughter, who has made me richer than I ever thought I could be with her enduring love.
Chapter 1
âI will not tolerate anyone destroying what Iâve worked so hard to build. Paxton Investment Securities must prevail unscathed. Is that clear, Ms. Hilliard?â
Sterling Paxton, the firmâs owner and CEO, stood at the boardroom window with his back to Autumn, his pale white hands clasped loosely behind him. His stance was relaxed, yet every terse word sounded as if it were uttered through gritted teeth.
A chill threaded through Autumnâs spine, warning her to keep her guard up even as she sat frozen in place.
So this was what a bug must feel like, she thought, right before itâs about to get squashed.
Sterling turned abruptly on his heel and smacked his hands together.
âI said, is that clear, Ms. Hilliard?â
Autumn winced and drew in a sharp breath before smiling sweetly. âOf course, Mr. Paxton. Iâll do everything in my power to prevent that from happening. If Isaac Mason is committing securities fraud, rest assured, I will find out.â
Sterlingâs lips thinned. âHow long do you think that will take?â
Autumn resisted the urge to shrug, knowing he would be offended. Every client expected immediate results and it was her job to manage expectations. She was a damn good investigator, but she wasnât a miracle worker.
âA few weeks. Maybe a month. Undercover work is never an exact science,â she cautioned.
Sterling slid his hands into his pockets, and she heard the tinny jingle of coins.
âIsaac must never know heâs under surveillance.â
âAnd he wonât,â Autumn affirmed with a nod. âHaving Isaac mentor me as a new employee will enable me to build trust without arising suspicion.â