Expecting A Bolton Baby. Sarah M. Anderson

      

       Bobby's pulse went from pounding to a dead standstill in the space between heartbeats.

      Only one woman in the world looked like that. Stella Caine.

      Bobby rubbed his eyes, but the vision stayed the same.

       Stella.

      How was this possible?

      Enchanting was all he could think as her hips swayed toward him. A long black fur coat almost swallowed her whole, except for the flash of leg that cut through the night with every other step. When she hit the circle of light that spilled out of his trailer, she looked up at him.

      Her eyes, the palest of green, flashed at him. For all her edgy style, her eyes were something completely different— soft. Vulnerable, even.

      ‘Hello, Bobby.”

      He wanted to pull her into his arms and tell her he wasn't going to let her out of his sight again.

      But a gust of wind blew between them like a warning, and Bobby sensed just then that life as he'd known it was about to change.

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      Expecting a Bolton Baby is part of The Bolton Brothers trilogy:

      They live fast, ride hard and love fiercely!

      Available only from Sarah M. Anderson and Mills & Boon^® Desire™.

      Expecting a Bolton Baby

      Sarah M. Anderson

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      Award-winning author SARAH M. ANDERSON may live east of the Mississippi River, but her heart lies out West on the Great Plains. With a lifelong love of horses and two history teachers for parents, she had plenty of encouragement to learn everything she could about the tribes of the Great plains.

      When she started writing, it wasn’t long before her characters found themselves out in South Dakota among the Lakota Sioux. She loves to put people from two different worlds into new situations and to see how their backgrounds and cultures take them someplace they never thought they’d go.

      One of Sarah’s books, A Man of Privilege, won the RT Book Reviews 2012 Reviewers’ Choice Best Book Awards Series: Mills & Boon Desire.

      When not helping out at her son’s school or walking her rescue dogs, Sarah spends her days having conversations with imaginary cowboys and American Indians, all of which is surprisingly well-tolerated by her wonderful husband. Readers can find out more about Sarah’s love of cowboys and Indians at www.sarahmanderson.com.

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      To Leah, the youngest by eight minutes. Sometimes instant families really do work out!

      Contents

       Chatper One

       Chatper Two

       Chatper Three

       Chatper Four

       Chatper Five

       Chatper Six

       Chatper Seven

       Chatper Eight

       Chatper Nine

       Chatper Ten

       Chatper Eleven

       Chatper Twelve

       Chatper Thirteen

       Chatper Fourteen

       Chatper Fifteen

       Chatper Sixteen

       Epilogue

      One

      What was Stella doing right now?

      For the hundredth time this week, Bobby asked himself that question. And the answer was still the same.

      He didn’t know. But he wished he did.

      Maybe he should have tried harder to get her number after that wild night at the club. Yeah, he should have. But Bobby Bolton didn’t chase women. He enjoyed their company—usually for the evening, occasionally for a weekend—and that was that. He didn’t do long-term, didn’t do “relationships.” Everyone had a good time and parted as friends. That was the way he’d always interacted with the opposite sex.

      Until that night two months ago when he’d met Stella.

      The last night he’d felt as if he had the world in the palm of his hand.

      FreeFall, the TV network that had bought his reality show, The Bolton Biker Boys, had hosted a behind-the-velvet-rope party to celebrate the upcoming season. It was the sort of event Bobby lived for—glamorous people in a glamorous setting.

      But even as he’d been doing some serious schmoozing, the woman sitting at the corner of the bar caught his eye. She’d had a sense of style that marked her as different—instead of too tight or too short, she’d had on a long-sleeved dress covered in leather straps and buckles that was completely backless. The outfit demanded attention, but the woman wearing it had been alone, her gaze trained on the crowd.

      He hadn’t known who she was when he’d bought her a drink. She’d told Bobby she was a fashion designer, but she hadn’t mentioned her last name. She’d enchanted him with her outrageous sense of style, soft British accent and distance from the rest of the crowd. She’d been a woman apart—except for him. They’d talked as if they were the oldest of friends, every joke an inside one only they found funny. He’d