Indulge Me. Joanne Rock
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Название: Indulge Me

Автор: Joanne Rock

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Современные любовные романы

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isbn: 9781408932667

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      “I’m not very good at leaving one-night stands…”

      Darcy slipped from between the sheets and stuck out her hand, which Tyler looked at incredulously, so she put it down.

      “Technically this was our second,” he said with a wry grin.

      “True, but if I said two-night stand, it would mean two nights in a row.” She wrinkled her nose. “Okay, that sounds ridiculous.”

      “Two one-night stands doesn’t sound like enough.” He pulled her back down on the bed.

      She sighed. “It was really fun.” Accepting his long, lingering kiss, she smiled into his beautiful but somewhat bewildered blue-green eyes and got to her feet.

      Then realized she was wearing his underwear.

      “I…um…” She felt a hot flush travel up her spine at the botched exit, and swept her hand down to indicate his shirt and boxers. “I’ll, uh, wash these and get them back to you.”

      “No problem,” he said lazily. “Why not come by tonight…?”

      

      Dear Reader,

      Remember the romantic comedy line Harlequin Duets? I got my start writing for that series and wrote six of them before switching to Blaze. When my editor suggested last spring that I write a book for the Forbidden Fantasies miniseries, my mind immediately started working. Who would most need her life to resemble a fantasy? How about someone who has been caring for sick loved ones for years and is finally free to explore her own needs? Does that sound like a comedy? No, I didn’t think so either.

      But somehow it turned out to be one. Darcy and Tyler kept me laughing as the most enjoyable couple I’ve written about in a long while. And their friends Molly and Bruce are people I wish I knew in my own life. I kept feeling as if I was back writing for Duets—except Darcy and Tyler’s racy adventures could only be at home in a Blaze.

      I hope wherever you live that spring is springing and your love life is blooming.

      Cheers,

      Isabel Sharpe

      P.S. Visit me at www.IsabelSharpe.com

      ISABEL SHARPE

      Indulge Me

      TORONTO • NEW YORK • LONDON

       AMSTERDAM • PARIS • SYDNEY • HAMBURG

       STOCKHOLM • ATHENS • TOKYO • MILAN • MADRID

       PRAGUE • WARSAW • BUDAPEST • AUCKLAND

      ABOUT THE AUTHOR

      Isabel Sharpe was not born pen in hand like so many of her fellow writers. After she quit work in 1994 to stay home with her first-born son and nearly went out of her mind, she started writing. After more than twenty novels for Harlequin—along with another son—Isabel is more than happy with her choice these days. She loves hearing from readers. Write to her at www.IsabelSharpe.com.

      Books by Isabel Sharpe

      HARLEQUIN BLAZE

      11—THE WILD SIDE

      76—A TASTE OF FANTASY*

      126—TAKE ME TWICE*

      162—BEFORE I MELT AWAY

      186—THRILL ME**

      221—ALL I WANT…

      244—WHAT HAVE I DONE FOR ME LATELY?

      292—SECRET SANTA “The Nights Before Christmas”

      376—MY WILDEST RIDE††

      393—INDULGE ME‡‡

      To my patient and wonderful sons,

       who tolerated lack of quality mom-time for

       far too long so I could finish this book.

      Contents

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      Chapter 7

      Chapter 8

      Chapter 9

      Chapter 10

      Chapter 11

      Chapter 12

      Chapter 13

      Chapter 14

      Chapter 15

      Chapter 16

      1

      DARCY WOLF COULDN’T decide whether the view of that one painter hard at work on the ladder scraping the old paint off a second-floor window—the one that was so, um, soooo, well, you know—was better with her sunglasses on or off. So she gave herself permission to experiment thoroughly.

      On. Off. On. Off.

      Still no decision. But lying here in her backyard on a chaise longue with a cold iced tea made just the way she liked it—strong, no sugar, brewed with mint that sprouted reliably in a bed by the house—feeling the sun, light and warm, not yet the blistering full strength of a Milwaukee summer, with virile young men clambering around her childhood five-bedroom Lannon stone home, well, she’d say life was good. And not to sound selfish, but she deserved a little “good life” after so many years bearing witness to pain and suffering and despair.

      Once the painters were done, she would put the house up for sale and, at age twenty-six, finally get her life under way. Four years spent nursing her beloved father to a heartbreaking end when his cancer returned a second time to claim him. Another year after that nursing Greg, her boyfriend of four years, back to health from a head injury he sustained the day she finally broke up with him. A devil inside her still wondered if he’d subconsciously engineered the car accident to punish her or keep her with him, which СКАЧАТЬ