“Oh, my God! It’s him!”
Oh, my God, Kit thought again, it’s the man from the plane. And he was none other than Joshua Parker, the man her roommates fawned over. Kit’s mortification flared. She’d never expected to see him again, the man she’d shared sexual innuendo with, the man whose proposition she almost accepted. Yet here he was, and worse, he was someone famous—and the man she was supposed to interview!
“Sorry, Kit,” Georgia said, “but every time I see him I can’t believe a man can be that beautiful. He looks so wonderful in black. Don’t you think so?”
He’d look much better somewhere else, Kit thought.
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To Ed & the DOBC
My immortal compadres
and
To Patience & Melissa
for believing in me
In first grade Michele Dunaway knew she wanted to be a teacher when she grew up, and by second grade she wanted to be an author. By third grade she was determined to be both. Born, raised and currently living in St. Louis, Missouri, she’s traveled extensively, with the cities and places she’s visited often becoming settings for her stories. Michele knows all about love at first sight—after meeting her husband on a rained-out float trip in the Missouri Ozarks, they were engaged two weeks later and married six months after that.
Michele currently fulfills both her dreams of teaching and writing, and together with her happily-ever-after husband, she raises two young daughters.
HARLEQUIN AMERICAN ROMANCE
848—A LITTLE OFFICE ROMANCE
900—TAMING THE TABLOID HEIRESS
Don’t forget to bring:
• Your clever disguise to escape those tabloid reporters.
• Plenty of money (you are an heiress, after all) to buy:
Souvenirs for your angry father.
A sexy bikini in the hopes that Joshua Parker will see you in it.
• Your sassy attitude.
• Your best journalistic instincts.
• Your ticket!
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Epilogue
The Tattler, Thursday, Nov. 21
Mary Lynn’s About the Town
Kit’ten Dogs Fiancé!
Only if you were there would you believe it! (See picture page one.) New York’s most notorious heiress, the antic-loving Kit O’Brien, did it again. This time she upended a bowl of dog food, dumping it over Blaine Rourke, her father’s favorite godson and, as speculated in this column last week, her fiancé. Sources close to the family inform me that her father, Michael O’Brien, C.E.O. of the Fortune 250 company O’Brien Publications, is absolutely furious! One has to wonder how Kit’s going to pacify her father this time. Will she finally give in to his demands and tie the knot? One thing’s for sure, with Kit you never know what antic she’ll pull next.
“So, have you ever made love on a plane?”
The words rolled silkily off his tongue, and Kit O’Brien’s green eyes widened at the audacity of the handsome male passenger who had been seated next to her for the past two hours.
“Are you propositioning me?” Although she blinked, Kit held her gaze steadfast to mask her inward shock. Despite her reputation, never before had a man been so bold, or so brash. Afternoon sunlight flickered through the first-class window as he gave her a wicked grin.
“And if I am?” His full lips curled teasingly, creating a slight dimple in his right cheek.
Kit felt shivers shoot through her body, all the way down her legs to her toes, which were cramped in what masqueraded as sensible flats. The brazen answer that teased provocatively from her mouth before she had any rational thought to stop it ignited the stuffy atmosphere. “I’d have to think about it.”
“You do that and let me know.” He closed his lips slowly over the edge of the plastic cup in a gesture bordering on erotic.
Ooh, he was smooth. She could lose herself in those glittering and glistening, dangerous brown eyes.
But that would be a mistake.
He turned his gaze away, releasing Kit from his hypnotic spell. Even though the possibility of caving in to his outrageous suggestion was gone, Kit felt little relief. Clamping her mouth shut, she reached forward to return her empty plastic cup to the foldout tray. Her hand shook and the cup wobbled before she righted it. Hopefully he hadn’t noticed her body’s immediate physical response to his provocative words.
He was quite a piece of work, she thought. They had been talking on and off since leaving New York at 11 a.m., but right now since his attention was not on her, Kit tried to relax. Never before had she run across someone quite like him, someone who had sent her senses reeling with just one piercing look.
Whoever he was, he was temptation. A magazine lay across his lap, hiding legs clad in black jeans. A heated awareness prickled Kit’s skin, her equilibrium as disturbed now as when he had taken his seat two hours ago. Then she had gazed, transfixed, until he had pointed with a well-manicured finger at the empty seat next to her.
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