His Marriage Pact. Kathie DeNosky
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Название: His Marriage Pact
Автор: Kathie DeNosky
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
Серия: Mills & Boon By Request
isbn: 9781474081665
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Without warning, Paris broke the kiss and ducked under his arm. “This should not be happening.”
Dallas braced both palms on the wall and tipped his forehead against the wood. “Maybe not, but it did. Too late to take it back.”
“I wish I could take it back,” she said from behind him. “I don’t understand what is wrong with me. I see no reason whatsoever why I keep acting this way.”
That ticked him off a bit and turned him around to face her. “Are you going to try to ignore the chemistry between us? Because I’m sure as hell not going to even try. From the minute you marched into the office, I knew something was brewing.”
She looked away for a few seconds. “It’s immaterial whether we share chemistry or not. I’ve made it a point not to do anything rash, and I’m not inclined to sleep with someone outside a committed relationship.”
Hell, not only was she sexy, she could read minds. “I don’t remember asking you to sleep with me.”
She sent a pointed look south of his buckle. “You might not have verbally asked, but the message was loud and clear.”
That wasn’t up for discussion. “Hey, I’m a man. We don’t always have control over physical reactions.”
She gave him a good eye-rolling. “That could be true, but I do have control over mine.”
“Lady, you could’ve fooled me a few minutes ago. And don’t forget that kiss last night.”
“Evidently I forgot myself.”
“Maybe you’ve just forgotten what it feels like to be with a man who really wants you.”
Her indignant look told him he’d struck a nerve. “Look, I have a few rules. I don’t believe in casual sex, and I don’t become intimate with anyone I’ve known such a short time. Never have. Never will.”
A good lead-in to his crazy scheme, crazy being the operative word. But for the first time in a long time, he saw a possible end to his dilemma. Not to mention being married to Paris Reynolds carried a couple of perks, the least of which would be some nice, hot lovemaking. First, he had to convince her to give his plan credence.
He paced down the aisle and back again before he paused in front of her. “No sex outside a committed relationship, huh?”
“That is correct.”
He rubbed a palm over his neck and prepared to propose. “Then if that’s the case, I can only see one answer to the problem.”
“What would that be?”
“Marry me.”
“Have you lost your mind?”
“Nope.”
Paris found it difficult to believe a man like Dallas Calloway—a reputed confirmed bachelor—would blurt out a proposal to a woman he’d known less than twenty-four hours. “Let me get this straight. You’d be willing to marry me in order to sleep with me?”
“Yep.”
This simply had to be a joke with an impending punch line. “Shouldn’t we go steady first?”
“I’m serious, Paris, and I’m not asking just so I can get you into my bed.”
From the somber look on his face, she could tell he was dead serious. “If it’s not only the sex, then why would you want to rush into a marriage?”
“Because I need a wife and I need one fairly fast.”
Her head started spinning from confusion. “Could you be any more vague?”
“It’s kind of complicated. But I believe getting married would benefit both of us.”
In what universe? “This doesn’t make any sense to me, Dallas. As I said before, you could probably have any woman you wanted and—”
“I don’t want any other woman. And in all honesty, I’m running out of time to find a bride.”
Paris entertained visions of gloom and doom. “Is there something physically wrong with you?”
“Do you mean a terminal illness?”
“Yes.”
“No, but I am suffering from an incurable codicil.”
“Now I’m really perplexed.”
“Join the club.” He gestured toward the end of the lengthy barn. “Let’s go into the office. You’re going to need to sit down while I explain.”
That sounded like a good plan. Her knees were still weak from their mini make-out session and the bombshell proposal. “Lead the way.”
Paris followed Dallas into the office that was surprisingly simple and blessedly cool. She took a black-and-chrome chair situated in the corner while he leaned back on the industrial metal desk opposite her.
Dallas released a rough sigh as he centered his gaze on her. “Before I launch into this mess, I need to know I can trust you with the information I’m about to disclose.”
She braced for deep secrets, an all too familiar concept. “I promise I won’t say anything. Besides, I really don’t have anyone to tell, at least not around here. And I promise you I have no intention of mentioning any of this conversation to my mother and father.”
“No best friend?”
“Not really. I basically lost touch with my friends from college.” A sad commentary on the state of her life.
“Good, because some of my current predicament involves a scandal.”
Her curiosity was considerably piqued. “Go ahead.”
After looking away a few moments, Dallas finally regarded her again. “A few years ago, during the reading of my dad’s will, we discovered he had another family we didn’t know a damn thing about.”
“You mean Jenny?”
“Yeah, and the twins.”
Both shocking and scandalous. “I didn’t realize your dad and Maria divorced.”
“They didn’t.”
The cogs started spinning in her head as she added outrageous to the adjectives describing the situation. “You mean he was—”
“A bigamist.”
“How did he get away with that?”
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