Her Valentine Blind Date. Raye Morgan
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Название: Her Valentine Blind Date
Автор: Raye Morgan
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Контркультура
Серия: Mills & Boon Romance
isbn: 9781408909911
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“He’s a duck,” she murmured, smiling wistfully as she hugged him close and rocked him. “A sweet little baby duck. I don’t ever want to put him down.”
He nodded. “He looks pretty good to me, too. As long as he’s not crying.”
She flashed a startled look at the tall man beside her. She’d had dealings with a man who was irrationally bothered by a baby crying. It wasn’t a good thing. But she calmed down immediately. After all, what he’d said was probably a common complaint.
“Who is he?” she asked, stroking the hair on his little head. “What’s the connection?”
He hesitated, then decided he might as well tell the truth. “He’s my brother’s child,” he said. “At least, that’s the assumption. We’ll find out after DNA testing is done.”
She drew back. Something didn’t sit well with her. All the sense of well-being brought on by holding this baby seemed to melt away quickly.
“He’s your brother’s baby and you’ve never seen him before?” She frowned, searching his face for clues.
He shrugged. “I’ve been in Italy,” he said, as though that explained everything.
She made a face. “Where’s your brother? Or the baby’s mother, for that matter?”
“Good question.” He decided to ignore the part about his brother. “We don’t know. She seems to have disappeared. The babysitter said she should have been back days ago.”
She nodded, taking that in. “So I guess you’re going to call the police?”
Without missing a beat, he said firmly, “No. Not yet.”
“But…”
He moved impatiently. “Listen C.J., this is really none of your affair. I’ve been involved in the search for this baby for weeks now. We’ve finally found him and we’ll do what we think necessary.”
She shook her head, exasperated. “Why do you keep calling me that?” she asked. “My name is Cari. It’s a fine name and it doesn’t need shortening to C.J.”
He raised a dark eyebrow. “A little formal, isn’t it? You actually want me to call you Miss Kerry all the time?”
“No.” He was such an annoying man. “Drop the ‘miss’. I’m not a Southern belle.”
He looked puzzled. “Let me get this straight. You want to be called by your last name?”
“Cari isn’t my last name,” she interjected quickly. “I don’t know where you got that idea. It’s my given name. Just plain Cari. And there’s no J involved at all.”
He shook his head, bewildered by that. “Your name is Celinia Jade Kerry, right?”
“No.” She wrinkled her nose in distaste at the silly name he was trying to pin on her. “My name is Cari Christensen. That’s been my name for quite some time now. In fact, it’s official, and I’ve got proof. Want to see my driver’s license?”
He stared into her clear blue eyes for a long moment. She certainly looked like a woman telling the absolute truth. The light began to dawn. Something had been a little off about this entire operation from the start. She hadn’t fit the profile he was expecting. He should have trusted his instincts. And now—what the hell had he done? This was the wrong woman.
“Uh-oh,” he said at last.
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