My Big Fake Green-Card Wedding. Mollie Molay

      She knew he was just as uneasy about being in bed with her as she was

      Maybe it was because he knew he’d fraudulently vowed to love, honor and cherish her. In her own heart, the vows had truly been made. Tonight she felt like a wife in bed with her new husband.

      She turned on her side and regarded the pillows that separated them.

      Common sense told her this was no time to give up the dubious honor of being the last twenty-nine-year-old virgin in Greece and, maybe, in the United States.

      Her conscience reminded her that the marriage was only a charade for the benefit of the United States immigration authorities.

      But desire told her that, after all, they were married. She wondered how it would feel to share the longing inside for someone of her own to love and to cherish. To honor the vows she’d made to Adam…

      My Big Fake Green-Card Wedding

      Mollie Molay

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      In memory of my late husband, Louis Matza,

      and our own hilarious wedding, where our two cultures managed to maintain an uneasy peace.

      And to our two wonderful daughters,

      Elaine Fox and Joy Steinhardt.

      Love you lots,

      Mom

      ABOUT THE AUTHOR

      After working for a number of years as a logistics contract administrator in the aircraft industry, Mollie Molay turned to a career she found far more satisfying—writing romance novels. Mollie lives in Northridge, California, surrounded by her two daughters and eight grandchildren, many of whom find their way into her books. She enjoys hearing from her readers and welcomes comments. You can write to her at Harlequin Books, 225 Duncan Mill Road, Don Mills, Ontario, Canada M3B 3K9.

      Books by Mollie Molay

      HARLEQUIN AMERICAN ROMANCE

      560—FROM DRIFTER TO DADDY

      597—HER TWO HUSBANDS

      616—MARRIAGE BY MISTAKE

      638—LIKE FATHER, LIKE SON

      682—NANNY & THE BODYGUARD

      703—OVERNIGHT WIFE

      729—WANTED: DADDY

      776—FATHER IN TRAINING

      799—DADDY BY CHRISTMAS

      815—MARRIED BY MIDNIGHT

      839—THE GROOM CAME C.O.D.

      879—BACHELOR-AUCTION BRIDEGROOM

      897—THE BABY IN THE BACK SEAT

      938—THE DUCHESS & HER BODYGUARD *

      947—SECRET SERVICE DAD *

      954—COMMANDER’S LITTLE SURPRISE *

      987—MY BIG FAKE GREEN-CARD WEDDING

      KOURABIETHES

      (Greek Butter Cookies)

      1 cup unsalted butter

      ½ tsp baking powder

      1 egg yolk

      1 cup confectioner’s sugar, stirred

      1 tbsp brandy

      3 cups flour (approx.)

      Walnuts or almonds (optional)

      1 lb confectioner’s sugar to sift onto cookies as soon as they come out of the oven

      Mix butter and sugar until very light and fluffy. Stir in egg yolk and brandy.

      Mix flour and baking powder. Add to butter mixture with sifted confectioner’s sugar, a little at a time. Knead well until dough is smooth. If too soft, add a little flour. Add nuts, if desired.

      Take small pieces of dough and shape into little balls or into crescents. Place on lightly greased baking sheets. Bake in moderate oven (350° F) for approximately 20 minutes.

      Roll cookies in additional confectioner’s sugar while warm. Sift more confectioner’s sugar over cookies to keep well coated to keep moist.

      Makes about 3½ dozen cookies.

      Contents

       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

       Epilogue

      Chapter One

      U.S. Embassy

      Athens, Greece

      “You are almost thirty years old, daughter. It’s time you found yourself a husband! If you don’t, I will find one for you!”

      With her father’s voice echoing in her ears, Melina Kostos hung up the phone. Today wasn’t her lucky day, she thought as she stared at the run in her smoky-gray nylons. The notice advising her that her position as the U.S. embassy’s bilingual receptionist was about to be downsized wasn’t helping. Without a job, she no longer had a reason to argue away her father’s concern over her single status.

      How could she tell her father that she didn’t want a husband? At least, not yet. Or that she had no intention of being Athens’s last virgin over the age of 29 if she could help it? She not only had some living to do, but no part of that plan included letting a man control her life.

      What she most wanted was a green card that would allow her to go to the United States to work. The past two years at the U.S. embassy had left her with a keen interest in the country. At least there, women seemed to be free.

      If only she had someone to talk to besides the two close friends she roomed with. Eleni and Arianna, who worked at the embassy with her, were also Greek natives and, in one way at least, in the same position she