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Annie had never thought of what they were undertaking In the light. Despite all her Romantic fantasies, she had never really believed she would find a husband at any of the season's entertainments.

She had already found her champion and, ridiculously romantic or not, she knew she would never want any other.....!



A TWIST OF FATE...

 Major Ian Sinclair never expected to be named anyone's guardian. And especially not of the young woman whose father was responsible for ending Ian's career and very nearly his life. But war made men do strange things, and now Anne Darlington was his responsibility. A very attractive responsibility.
 
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Fate thrust Annie Darlington into the strong arms of Ian Sinclair, a tortured nobleman. But his secret connection to her father threatened her unspoken dream that Ian would someday return her LOVE...


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Synopsis:

"If she's your Stormy opposite, tenderness will bring her to your bed.

—Hunk Jarek Stepnov on woman-hunting.

Nestled between Jarek's black satin sheets was a beautiful stranger, but she was way too sexy to be Goldilocks. The mystery woman revealed herself as Leigh Van Dolph, a tigress seeking a stake in his family's territory! Jarek knew just how to thwart her—bring the sleeping beauty to his bed again... This time for the ultimate loving. But the lady exec turned the tables on Mr Temptation, for their intimacy summoned a primitive, powerful need for a woman all his own...

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"What are you doing in my bed?"

Panic flattened Leigh to the mattress. "You sleep here?"

"Sometimes," the man's deep voice rumbled.

Dressed only in her bra and panties, Leigh hitched the black satin sheet over her bare shoulder.

"You really should have taken everything off," he whispered. "To better enjoy the sheets. They're the finest quality."

"I'm here on business. I didn't mean to fall asleep. I was locked in here and thought I'd take advantage of the..."

"You are in my bed. We have slept together."

Leigh swallowed tightly. "You sound as if... You know, we've been intimate... And that isn't true."

He shifted slightly and something she didn't understand slammed against her, taking her breath away. The massive bed seemed to slant, nudging her toward him on an erotic wave of satin sheets.

Important Notice: This is a story written by Gayle Wilson. It is part of a trilogy called Sinclair Brides.

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Annie's Perfect Husband

Still disturbed by his rough handling of Leigh, Jarek worked quietly, rubbing another layer of finish to the bedroom set. In the bald, bold lights if the shop, the wood gleamed. The windows were open, carefully screened against insects as a fan gently blew away the fumes.

With each stroke of his rag, Jarek thought if Leigh's smooth skin, the darkening mark of his fingers. He wished he could remove the bruises as easily as he could smooth away an unfortunate scratch on the wood.

The small red stripes her nails had made on his back had quickly faded, and they were dear to him, marks of her passion.

How could he ask her to live with him and not touch her?

How could he live with himself,if he hurt her in his passion?

CHAPTER 129: GHOSTS