Название: Secrets of the Tycoon's Bride / The Executive's Surprise Baby
Автор: Catherine Mann
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Контркультура
Серия: Mills & Boon Desire
isbn: 9781408900659
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“He’ll be a good husband as long as you keep him on a short leash,” she whispered.
Wide-eyed, Lauryn darted a quick glance at Adam to see if he’d heard, but his face remained impassive.
“Thanks for that tip,” she replied and received a wink in return.
Movement down the hall drew Lauryn’s attention. Brandon Washington strolled toward them. He was Adam’s height, attractive and African-American. Lauryn had spoken with him on numerous occasions when he stopped by Estate.
The men shook hands and clapped shoulders before Brandon greeted her with a nod. Lauryn nodded back and tried to smile.
Adam indicated Mrs. Suarez. “Is she still running this place?”
“She likes to think so,” Brandon replied. The warmth in his eyes belied his firm voice. “Let’s step into my office.” Brandon turned to Mrs. Suarez. “Give us five minutes and then join us, please.”
Lauryn’s mouth dried. The deal was all but done. Her feet felt weighted as she followed the men across the carpet. The point of no return lay directly ahead.
But if she walked away what would she have learned about her mother? Not enough. Not nearly enough. And she’d probably lose her job, too, for leading Adam on and then reneging.
The door closed behind them, sealing them into Brandon’s office. He faced them across his desk and waited until they were seated before asking Adam, “Are you sure you want to do this?”
“I’m sure.”
Dark brown eyes lasered in on Lauryn’s. “Are you?”
“I—” She covered her flash of panic by clearing her throat and handing over the folder. “I am.”
Brandon accepted it and withdrew the prenuptial agreement and marriage contract. “Did you have any questions, Lauryn? Is there anything that requires clarification?”
Is there another way? “No.”
“She didn’t have a lawyer read the agreements,” Adam said.
Brandon stilled. “Would you like me to have one of my associates come in and go over the documents? I can assure you he’d be unbiased.”
“No. I’m comfortable with the contracts.”
Brandon nodded. “Once you get to the Bahamas you’ll have to provide proof of arrival time in the country. The airport should be able to give you that. Then you’ll swear before the U.S. Consul at the American Embassy that you’re single American citizens who wish to get married. The next day you’ll visit the Registrar General’s office to get your license. No blood tests are required, but Adam says you’re both going to be tested tomorrow morning anyway. Good decision.”
That was news. Lauryn looked at Adam. He stared back. He must really believe he’d be able to charm her into bed.
Not going to happen, she told him silently with her eyes.
One corner of his mouth lifted, and she could practically hear his thoughts. Wanna bet?
“Lauryn, are you divorced or widowed?” Brandon asked as he laid the documents on the desk in front of them.
“Um…no.” She’d been told annulments didn’t count. Legally it was as if her marriage had never happened, which was only fitting since she couldn’t remember the ceremony. Her skin burned with shame over that low point in her life. She’d just as soon nobody ever knew how stupid she’d been.
“Then that’s all the paperwork you’ll need. Cassie has arranged the rental of a cottage for you on a private beach. She’s also hired the minister, photographer and caterers. The ceremony will take place Thursday evening on the beach at sunset. Cassie and I will be your witnesses. I’ll issue a press release afterward. Any questions?”
Cold permeated Lauryn’s hands and feet. She shook her head because she couldn’t have spoken even if she’d tried.
A tap sounded on the door. It opened and Mrs. Suarez poked her salt-and-pepper head through the gap. “Ready for me?”
“Perfect timing as always,” Brandon answered.
The petite woman bustled in carrying her notary stamp.
Brandon offered Lauryn a pen. “Lauryn, you sign first.”
It took a second to find her nerve. She accepted the pen with an almost steady hand and scratched her name and the date where he indicated, first on the marriage contract and then on the prenuptial agreement. Adam did the same. And then Mrs. Suarez affixed her notary stamp, date and signature to each.
Done.
Heavy doubts rumbled through Lauryn like a California mud slide followed by a weird kind of numbness as Brandon matter-of-factly collected the documents and returned them to the file folder.
“I’ll make sure you each have copies and I’ll see you Thursday.” Brandon stood and then extended his hand.
Thursday.
In forty-eight hours she’d be a married woman. Again.
And this time she couldn’t call daddy to fix her mistake.
* * *
“Will you marry me, Lauryn?”
Stunned, Lauryn stared at Adam. The buzz in her ears drowned out the conversations around them in the elegant, exclusive restaurant. Or maybe a hush had fallen over the eavesdropping patrons awaiting her response.
She didn’t know much about diamonds, but she’d bet the one pinched between Adam’s finger and thumb cost a mint. The marquis stone had to be at least two carats. She forced her gaze from the mesmerizing sparkler to his eyes. Serious. Compelling. Intensely blue.
“I—I—”
Even though they hadn’t rehearsed this, even though he’d surprised her with this very public proposal, she knew what she was supposed to say. She just couldn’t get her mouth to work.
Flowers. Crystal. Candlelight. A strolling violinist. A prime table overlooking the bay. Adam had planned the perfect setting for a proposal.
And it was all fake. As fake as their marriage would be.
“Lauryn, baby, don’t leave me hanging. You know we belong together.”
She heard the warning in his deep voice and pressed a hand over her frantically beating heart. This wasn’t right. And yet what choice did she have if she wanted to learn the truth?
Answer the man.
“Y-yes,” she heard herself say. “Yes, Adam, I’ll marry you.”
A spattering of applause startled and embarrassed her. These days she hated being a spectacle as much as she’d once thrived on such attention. She briefly squeezed her eyes shut СКАЧАТЬ