Cinderella's Secret Agent. Ingrid Weaver

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      As an evil traitor threatens to destroy the top-secret SPEAR agency, A YEAR OF LOVING DANGEROUSLY continues….

      Del Rogers

      Strong and sensitive—with mesmerizing amber

       eyes and a seductive smile.

      SPEAR sharpshooter Del Rogers had learned the

       hard way that love and marriage were off-limits to

       a man like him. Still, playing white knight to the

       beautiful and desirable Maggie Rice was one off-duty

       assignment he couldn’t pass up.

      Maggie Rice

      A blond-haired, blue-eyed new mom who still

       believes in fairy-tale endings.

      Although the man of her dreams was awfully

       secretive, Maggie couldn’t resist the powerful

       allure of the gallant—and gorgeous—Del Rogers.

       Why, she had him pegged as a real-life Prince

       Charming! But this sweet-natured Cinderella was

       holding out for promises of forever….

      “Simon”

      This menacing traitor seems to have more lives

       than a cat. Now he’s about to make his move.

      No matter how close SPEAR’s top agents get,

       Simon is always one step ahead of them. Now this

       diabolical archvillain is about to stage a full-frontal

       attack. Anyone who dares to stand in his

       way had better prepare for the fallout!

      Dear Reader,

      This is officially “Get Caught Reading” month, so why not get caught reading one—or all!—of this month’s Intimate Moments books? We’ve got six you won’t be able to resist.

      In Whitelaw’s Wedding, Beverly Barton continues her popular miniseries THE PROTECTORS. Where does the Dundee Security Agency come up with such great guys—and where can I find one in real life? A YEAR OF LOVING DANGEROUSLY is almost over, but not before you read about Cinderella’s Secret Agent, from Ingrid Weaver. Then come back next month, when Sharon Sala wraps things up in her signature compelling style.

      Carla Cassidy offers a Man on a Mission, part of THE DELANEY HEIRS, her newest miniseries. Candace Irvin once again demonstrates her deft way with a military romance with In Close Quarters, while Claire King returns with a Renegade with a Badge who you won’t be able to pass up. Finally, join Nina Bruhns for Warrior’s Bride, a romance with a distinctly Native American feel.

      And, of course, come back next month as the excitement continues in Intimate Moments, home of your favorite authors and the best in romantic reading.

      Leslie J. Wainger

      Executive Senior Editor

      Ingrid Weaver

      Cinderella’s Secret Agent

      To Deb and Kate, who know what this book means to me.

       May you live long and prosper.

      Dear Reader,

      I was eight years old when I fell in love with the dashing spies in The Man From U.N.C.L.E. That summer, I transformed our back porch into my own top-secret spy headquarters using cardboard, old curtains and plenty of imagination…but instead of an international terrorist, I only caught the milkman. My hopes of a career in espionage ended, yet I’m still a die-hard fan of every action hero, from James Bond to Dirk Pitt. I enjoy writing novels of romantic suspense, so naturally I was thrilled when Silhouette invited me to participate in Intimate Moments’ twelve-book series, A YEAR OF LOVING DANGEROUSLY.

      When I began to write Maggie and Del’s story in Cinderella’s Secret Agent, I discovered an unexpected side of the danger and excitement of cloak-and-dagger work. Fantasizing about falling in love with a secret agent is one thing, but just imagine the difficulties it would bring in reality. How on earth could a man who deals in deadly skullduggery hope to fit into the life of an ordinary woman? What happens when their two very different worlds collide?

      I sincerely hope that you enjoy reading Cinderella’s Secret Agent as much as I enjoyed writing it!

      All the best,

      Contents

      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

      Epilogue

      Chapter 1

      Agent Del Rogers was a hunter. For now his prey had eluded him, but a hunter has patience. He has self-control. And above all, a good hunter never takes the hunt personally.

      Turning away from the hospital, Del forced his fists to relax. The reddened skin on the back of his hands twinged, and the patches on his arms where the hair had been singed off were beginning to itch, reminders of his last encounter with the man known as Simon. Yet Del had gotten off lightly compared to the agent he had just seen in the intensive care ward. The bomb in the warehouse last week had caught everyone off guard. The next meeting with Simon would be different. Next time, SPEAR would be ready.

      He strode along the sidewalk, stretching his legs to work out the lingering aches in his muscles. Out of habit, he scanned his surroundings, yet he knew he wouldn’t spot his quarry here. Yellow cabs shouldered through the late afternoon traffic; car horns and sirens mingled with the background hum of Manhattan. A warm puff of air scented with yeast and oregano wafted briefly from the doorway of a pizzeria before it was swallowed by the pervasive metallic tang of exhaust.

      It was April. The hunt for Simon had been going on for almost a year, but it was bound to end soon. SPEAR was gradually closing the net. The best operatives in the top-secret government agency had taken their turn at running Simon to ground. Despite the traitor’s uncanny ability to elude them, his hiding places were dwindling. Now it was only a matter of time before he walked into their trap.

      On the corner beside the subway entrance, a splash of color against the iron railing caught Del’s eye. A flower vendor was sitting on an overturned bucket, hawking bunches of fresh daffodils. Del dug into his pocket and tossed a coin to the weathered old man.

      “Thanks, sport,” the man muttered. He turned the coin over in his grimy hand. “Hey, what is this?”

      “It’s a double eagle.”

      “Ain’t got change for that,” he said, squinting at Del.

      “Didn’t think you would. The last time I had one of those coins was three years ago