Sarah Anderson - His Forever Family

She was doing this, she really was.

She was crossing that little line and getting into an elevator with Marcus.

“Okay?” he asked as the doors slid shut, blocking them off from the bright lobby. He slid his arm around her waist and pulled her in close. “Still okay?”

In her dreams, Marcus swept into the office and kissed her and told her how much he needed her and yes, they wound up in bed.

But in those dreams, Marcus was the one doing all the sweeping. She didn’t do anything but let herself get carried away in the over-the-top romance of the whole situation.

This was stupid. This wasn’t just a risk—this was practically career suicide. Yes, she wanted Marcus and yes, he wanted her, and thank God they were both unattached, consenting adults.

It didn’t change the fact that she was initiating a physical relationship with her boss. It didn’t change the fact that she’d kissed him back.

But there was no going back to the way things were.

“Better than okay,” she said, pulling him down for a kiss.

Marcus’s lips moved over hers as he spun and backed her against the wall of the elevator.

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His Forever Familyis part of Mills & Boon’s no. 1 bestselling series Billionaires and Babies: Powerful men … wrapped around their babies’ little fingers

His Forever Family

Sarah M. Anderson

www.millsandboon.co.uk

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Introduction She was doing this, she really was. She was crossing that little line and getting into an elevator with Marcus. “Okay?” he asked as the doors slid shut, blocking them off from the bright lobby. He slid his arm around her waist and pulled her in close. “Still okay?” In her dreams, Marcus swept into the office and kissed her and told her how much he needed her and yes, they wound up in bed. But in those dreams, Marcus was the one doing all the sweeping. She didn’t do anything but let herself get carried away in the over-the-top romance of the whole situation. This was stupid. This wasn’t just a risk—this was practically career suicide. Yes, she wanted Marcus and yes, he wanted her, and thank God they were both unattached, consenting adults. It didn’t change the fact that she was initiating a physical relationship with her boss. It didn’t change the fact that she’d kissed him back. But there was no going back to the way things were. “Better than okay,” she said, pulling him down for a kiss. Marcus’s lips moved over hers as he spun and backed her against the wall of the elevator. * * * His Forever Family is part of Mills & Boon’s no. 1 bestselling series Billionaires and Babies: Powerful men … wrapped around their babies’ little fingers

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About the Author Award-winning author SARAH M. ANDERSON may live east of the Mississippi River, but her heart lies out west on the Great Plains. With a lifelong love of horses and two history teachers for parents, it wasn’t long before her characters found themselves out in South Dakota among the Lakota Sioux. Sarah’s book A Man of Privilege won the RT Book Reviews 2012 Reviewers’ Choice Best Book Awards Series: Desire. Her book Straddling the Line was named Best Desire of 2013 by CataRomance, and Mystic Cowboy was a 2014 BBA Finalist in the Single Title category as well as a finalist for the Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence. When not helping out at her son’s school or walking her rescue dogs, Sarah spends her days having conversations with imaginary cowboys and American Indians, all of which is surprisingly well-tolerated by her wonderful husband. Readers can find out more about Sarah’s love of cowboys and Indians at www.sarahmanderson.com .

Dedication To Sasha Devlin, my Spring Fling buddy. We’ll always have Chicago! And when we don’t, we’ll always have Twitter!

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Twelve

Thirteen

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Fifteen

Sixteen

Seventeen

Eighteen

Never Too Late

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

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His Forever Family

Sarah M. Anderson

Award-winning author SARAH M. ANDERSONmay live east of the Mississippi River, but her heart lies out west on the Great Plains. With a lifelong love of horses and two history teachers for parents, it wasn’t long before her characters found themselves out in South Dakota among the Lakota Sioux.

Sarah’s book A Man of Privilege won the RT Book Reviews 2012 Reviewers’ Choice Best Book Awards Series: Desire. Her book Straddling the Line was named Best Desire of 2013 by CataRomance, and Mystic Cowboy was a 2014 BBA Finalist in the Single Title category as well as a finalist for the Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence.

When not helping out at her son’s school or walking her rescue dogs, Sarah spends her days having conversations with imaginary cowboys and American Indians, all of which is surprisingly well-tolerated by her wonderful husband. Readers can find out more about Sarah’s love of cowboys and Indians at www.sarahmanderson.com.

To Sasha Devlin, my Spring Fling buddy. We’ll always have Chicago!

And when we don’t, we’ll always have Twitter!

One

“Come on, Ms. Reese,” Marcus Warren called over his shoulder. “It’s not that hot.”

He paused in the middle of the jogging path to wait for his executive assistant, Liberty Reese, to catch up with him. He looked around, checking for any vans with dark windows that didn’t belong. It was an old habit, keeping an eye out for danger. But as usual, aside from some other runners, he and Ms. Reese had the shoreline to themselves. Thank God. The past was in the past, he repeated to himself until his anxiety faded.

Man, he loved Lake Michigan. The early-morning light made the rippling water a deep blue. The sky was clear and warmed by the sun, which seemed to hover just about a foot over the surface of the water. Later today, the heat would be oppressive, but right now, running along the lakefront with a cool breeze blowing in from the water?

This was as close to free as Marcus got to feel.

He checked his Fitbit. His heart rate was falling. “You’re not going to let the heat beat you, are you, Ms. Reese?” he teased, stretching out his quads.

Ms. Reese puffed up next to him. “May I take a moment to point out—again—that you’re not taking notes while you run?” she said, glaring at him.

But he wasn’t fooled. He saw the way the corner of her lips curved up as she said it. She was trying not to smile.

He kept stretching so she could catch her breath. “But I’m talking. That counts for something, right?”

She rolled her eyes and finished off the water. That made him grin. He was Marcus Warren, heir to his father’s Warren Investments financial empire and his mother’s Marquis Hotel empire. He was the sole owner of Warren Capital, a venture capital firm he’d started with his trust-fund money. He owned half of the Chicago Blackhawks and a quarter of the Chicago Bulls, in addition to 75 percent of the pro soccer team, the Chicago Fire. He was one of the richest bachelors in the country and possibly the richest one in Chicago.