Cavanaugh Undercover. Marie Ferrarella

       As his eyes traveled over the length of her, she felt as if she’d just been undressed.

      “Well, if you don’t want to stand out, maybe you should be wearing a bag or a sack over your head, because your looks make you a standout in any circle,” Brennan told her.

      Tiana stared at him, stunned. “Are you flirting with me?”

      He spread his hands wide in innocence. “Just stating it like it is.”

      “In other words, you’re flirting with me,” she concluded.

      Think again, she warned him silently. She didn’t trust men, especially good-looking ones. “You can save your breath,” she told him out loud. “I am much too rich for your blood.”

      He laughed softly. Brennan couldn’t help being amused by her efforts to put him in his place.

      “How do you know what I can afford? Maybe I’ve got a bulging … billfold,” he concluded suggestively.

      Her eyes narrowed. She was going to enjoy bringing the law down on this one, she thought.

      Cavanaugh Undercover

      Marie Ferrarella

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      MARIE FERRARELLA, a USA TODAY bestselling and RITA^® Award-winning author, has written more than two hundred books for Mills & Boon, some under the name Marie Nicole. Her romances are beloved by fans worldwide. Visit her website, www.marieferrarella.com.

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      Contents

       Prologue

       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

       Epilogue

       Extract

      Prologue

      On his way home from the neighboring city of Shady Canyon, lost in his own thoughts, Andrew Cavanaugh smiled broadly to himself.

      It had been a good, extremely productive and satisfying visit that had lasted a good deal longer than he’d first anticipated. Dusk had come and gone, and evening, with its long, engulfing shadows, had taken up residence along his route, allowing the hint of a fog to tag along, further intensifying the loneliness of this stretch of land.

      It wasn’t often that the former chief of Aurora’s police department patted himself on the back for something, but this definitely was one of those rare times. Through his efforts of relentless investigation, he’d not only discovered the missing branch of his family that his father had charged him with finding, but made contact with them.

      Contact? Hell, he made arrangements to have the entire bunch—and it was a rather large bunch—come out to his place a week from next Saturday so that they could get acquainted with a lot of family that they hadn’t even realized existed.

      Who would have thought that the missing branch of the family was only a city away? And that those members were all, just as they were here, entrenched in some form of law enforcement?

      Andrew didn’t normally believe in coincidences, but this, certainly, was a huge one.

      It was a damn small world, Andrew thought, a deep chuckle echoing within the interior of his sedan.

      He was really tired, but at the same time, he was very enthused and extremely pleased with the results of his relentless efforts. He’d called Rose before he left for home and shared the entire experience with her. She was as excited as he was about these new family members. She’d said that she couldn’t wait to meet them. That was his Rose, he thought with a surge of affection.

      No two ways about it, the woman was a saint to put up with an unending number of family members and still keep on smiling. There were women who would have the exact opposite reaction.

      He’d ended the call by telling her that he was coming home tonight, but it might be late so she shouldn’t wait up.

      As if she’d listened to him, he thought with a soft