Paper Husband. Diana Palmer

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      “If you’ll just give me a chance to speak,” she said heavily. “Hank, there may be a way to break the will—”

      “Oh, sure, we can say he was crazy!” His black eyes were glittering like diamonds.

      She flushed. He was flagrantly insulting her. She might love him, but she wasn’t taking that kind of treatment, even from him. She got to her own feet and glared up at him. “He must have been, to want me to marry you!” she shouted. “What makes you think you’re such a prize, Hank? You’re years too old for me in the first place, and in the second, what sane woman would want to marry a man who’s still in love with his ex-wife?”

      He was barely breathing. His anger was so apparent that Dana felt her knees go wobbly, despite her spunky words.

      His black eyes slewed over her with contempt. “I might like looking at your body, but a couple of kisses and a little fondling don’t warrant a marriage proposal in my book.”

      “Nor in mine,” she said with scalded pride. “Why don’t you go home?”

      His fists clenched at his side. He still couldn’t believe what he’d read in that will. It was beyond belief that her father, his friend, would have stabbed him in the back this way.