His Brand Of Passion. Кейт Хьюит
Читать онлайн.| Название | His Brand Of Passion |
|---|---|
| Автор произведения | Кейт Хьюит |
| Жанр | Контркультура |
| Серия | Mills & Boon Modern |
| Издательство | Контркультура |
| Год выпуска | 0 |
| isbn | 9781472002174 |
KATE HEWITT has worked a variety of different jobs, from Drama Teacher to Editorial Assistant to Youth Worker, but writing romance is the best one yet. She also writes women’s fiction and all her stories celebrate the healing and redemptive power of love. Kate lives in a tiny village in the English Cotswolds with her husband, five children, and an overly affectionate Golden Retriever.
Her Innocence, His Conquest
Kate Hewitt
ISBN: 978-1-472-00217-4
HER INNOCENCE, HIS CONQUEST
© 2013 Kate Hewitt
Published in Great Britain 2013
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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To Zoe,
Thanks for your inspiration and friendship,
love, K.
Contents
HE WAS CHECKING his phone.
Zoe Parker twitched with irritation as she watched the groom’s best man thumb a few buttons on his smart phone. Discreetly, at least, but honestly. Her sister Millie and her husband-to-be Chase were saying their vows, and Aaron Bryant was texting.
He was unbelievable. He was also a complete jerk. A sexy jerk, unfortunately; tall, broad and exuding authority out of every pore. He also exuded a smug arrogance that made Zoe want to kick him in the shin. Or maybe a little higher. If she could have, she would have reached across the train of her sister’s elegant cream wedding dress and snatched the mobile out of his fingers. Long, lean fingers with nicely square-cut nails, but who was noticing? She certainly wasn’t.
She turned back to the minister, determinedly giving him her full attention. Maybe Aaron the Ass would pick up a few pointers. Honestly, the man was a gazillionaire and was a regularly attender at Manhattan’s most elite social functions—did he really need a brush-up course on basic etiquette? Based on his behaviour since he’d strode into the rehearsal forty-five minutes late last night, clearly impatient and bored before he’d so much as said hello, Zoe was thinking yes.
She glanced at Millie, who thankfully had not noticed the phone. She looked beautiful, radiant in a