Andrea Laurence - Passionate Proposals - Saying Yes to the Boss

About the Authors

ANDREA LAURENCEis an award-winning author of contemporary romances filled with seduction and sass. She has been a lover of reading and writing stories since she was young and is thrilled to share her special blend of sensuality and dry, sarcastic humor with readers. A dedicated West Coast girl transplanted into the Deep South, she’s working on her own happily-ever-after with her boyfriend and their collection of animals.

KAT CANTRELLread her first Mills & Boon novel in third grade and has been scribbling in notebooks since then. She writes smart, sexy books with a side of sass. She’s a former So You Think You Can Write winner and an RWA Golden Heart® Award finalist. Kat, her husband and their two boys live in north Texas.

SARAH M. ANDERSONmay live east of the Mississippi River, but her heart lies out West on the Great Plains. Sarah’s book A Man of Privilege won an RT Reviewers’ Choice Best Book Award in 2012.

Sarah spends her days having conversations with imaginary cowboys and American Indians. Find out more about Sarah’s love of cowboys and Indians at www.sarahmanderson.comand sign up for the new- release newsletter at www.eepurl.com/nv39b.

Passionate Proposals

Saying Yes to the Boss

Andrea Laurence

An Heir for the Billionaire

Kat Cantrell

Claimed by the Cowboy

Sarah M. Anderson

www.millsandboon.co.uk

ISBN: 978-1-474-08167-2

PASSIONATE PROPOSALS

Saying Yes to the Boss © 2016 Harlequin Books S.A. An Heir for the Billionaire © 2016 Harlequin Books S.A. Claimed by the Cowboy © 2016 Harlequin Books S.A.

Published in Great Britain 2018

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Table of Contents

Cover

About the Authors

Title Page

Copyright

Saying Yes to the Boss

Dedication

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Nine

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Eleven

Twelve

Thirteen

An Heir for the Billionaire

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Eight

Nine

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Eleven

Epilogue

Claimed by the Cowboy

Back Cover Text

Dedication

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Twelve

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About the Publisher

Saying Yes to the Boss

Andrea Laurence

To My Fellow Newport Authors — Kat, Sarah, Jules, Michelle and Charlene Thanks for being so much fun to work with on this series.

And to our editor, Charles — You’re awesome, as always. I’m still waiting to see that infamous fanny pack.

One

“I found it.”

Georgia Adams eyed Carson Newport from her position in his office doorway. He looked up from the paperwork on his desk, arched one golden eyebrow in curiosity and leaned back in his chair. “You found what?”

Georgia stifled a frown of disappointment. She’d imagined this moment differently. She was carrying a chilled bottle of champagne in her purse to celebrate her discovery. Not once in her imagination had he stared at her blankly.

How could he not know that she had found it? The Holy Grail of real estate. The very thing they’d been searching for, for months. “I found the spot where the Newport Corporation is going to be building the Cynthia Newport Memorial Hospital for Children.”

That got his attention. Carson straightened up in his leather executive chair and pinned her with his gaze. “Are you serious?”

Georgia grinned. This was more like it. “As a heart attack.”

“Come in.” He waved her into his office. “Tell me all about it.”

She shook her head and crooked her finger to beckon him. “I think I need to show you. Come on.”

Carson didn’t so much as look at his calendar for conflicts before he leaped from his chair. Finding the land for their next real estate development project had been that hard and that important. There wasn’t a lot of space in Chicago to do what they wanted. At least, not at a price that made any kind of financial sense.

He moved swiftly around his massive mahogany desk, buttoning the black suit coat he was wearing as he joined her in the doorway. “Lead on, Miss Adams.”

Georgia spun on her heel and headed for the elevators. “We’re taking your car,” she reminded him as she hit the down button.

He leaned his palm against the wall and looked down at her. “You know, Georgia, you’re the director of public relations at a Fortune 500 company. I think I pay you enough to get a car. I pay you enough to get a really nice car. There’s even a reserved spot in the garage for you that sits open every day.”

Georgia just shrugged. She didn’t want the responsibility of a car. In truth, she didn’t need one. Her apartment was a block away from the “L.” Chicago’s elevated train was efficient and cheap, and that’s how she liked things. She’d never owned a car before. Public transportation was all she’d ever really known. To some people who grew up the way she had, finally getting their own car would be a milestone that showed they had made something of themselves. To her, it was an unnecessary expense. She never knew when she might need that money for something else.