Marriage On Demand. Susan Mallery
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Название: Marriage On Demand

Автор: Susan Mallery

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Короткие любовные романы

Серия: Mills & Boon M&B

isbn: 9781474046152

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      #1 New York Times bestselling author Susan Mallery brings you a fan-favorite story that smolders with intensity and passion.

      According to the Glenwood rumor mill, Austin Lucas is temptation incarnate. Even the bashful, cherubic Rebecca Chambers, who runs a home for orphaned children, finds herself tempted by Austin’s sexy self-assurance. Still, with so many women vying for his attention, surely he’ll never notice such a tongue-tied wallflower.

      But, after a stormy evening becomes a night of passion, gentle Rebecca has indeed captured Austin’s attention—and his desire. Has the small-town saint led the sinner to salvation? Or can Austin really be trusted with Rebecca’s heart?

      Marriage on Demand

       Susan Mallery

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      Contents

       Cover

       Back Cover Text

       Title Page

       Chapter 4

       Chapter 5

       Chapter 6

       Chapter 7

       Chapter 8

       Chapter 9

       Chapter 10

       Chapter 11

       Chapter 12

       Chapter 13

       Chapter 14

       Epilogue

       Extract

       Copyright

       Chapter 1

      She’d forgotten how good the devil looked in blue jeans.

      Rebecca Chambers stood just inside the garage door, soaking wet. The sound of the storm outside blocked the steady drip-drip from her dress and hair, but she could feel the individual drops collecting on her arms and legs, then falling to the ground. No doubt her mascara had formed perfect half circles under her eyes. She didn’t normally wear much makeup, but today she’d taken special pains with her appearance. Her white T-top was silk, and washable, thank goodness. But her loose floral-print jumper was a silk blend that wouldn’t survive the drenching. Mud caked her new black flats. She probably looked like something the cat dragged in. Or worse.

      She didn’t know if God was punishing her for all her ridiculous fantasies, or if the Fates were having a good laugh at her expense. She sighed softly and brushed her wet hair out of her face. Did it matter? For whatever reason, every time she was in the presence of the man in front of her, she made a complete and total fool of herself. She couldn’t stop thinking wicked and inappropriate thoughts. They muddled her brain and left her gasping for air and complete sentences. It had been going on for two years. She glanced down at her dripping self and bit back a groan.

      Her gaze was drawn away from her bedraggled appearance to the man bent over a car engine and the way he filled his jeans. It wasn’t fair, she told herself, staring at the worn denim and the tight rear end that led to illegally long, lean legs. He was going to stand up, turn around and see her. She was going to look like a dripping, homeless rat, and he was going to be gorgeous. He would stare at her with his killer gray eyes and wait for her to speak. If her tongue didn’t get tied up in knots, her knees would start shaking. It didn’t matter that she was almost thirty years old and a responsible adult.

      In the past two years she’d been in the same room with Austin Lucas exactly eleven times. She’d made a fool out of herself twelve times. Once she’d not only knocked over a small table containing the refreshments for the local meeting, but she’d been in such a hurry to escape from his presence that she’d turned without watching where she was going and ran smack into a wall.

      She tried not to think about that. Despite the slight chill from her wet clothing and hair, her cheeks were hot with embarrassment. She pressed her hands to her face and wished she had somewhere else to go. But she didn’t. He was her only hope. What on earth was he going to say when he saw her?

      She glanced frantically around the garage, hoping to find a source of courage. A radio sat on the СКАЧАТЬ