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Автор Marsh Nicola

From city girl—to corporate wife!

Working side by side, nine to five and beyond…. No matter how hard these couples try to keep their relationships strictly professional, romance is definitely on the agenda!

But will a date in the office diary lead to an appointment at the altar?

Find out in this exciting miniseries from Harlequin Romance®.

“I wondered if you did this all the time—for fun,” Darcy said.

Fleur smiled. “I’ve been here a few times. ”

“So what do you do, apart from that?” he asked, pointing toward the dance floor packed with writhing bodies, and grimacing.

“Have you ever tried that?” she asked provocatively.

He took the bait. “No, but how hard can it be? Let’s go. ” He grabbed her hand and dragged her toward the dance floor.

“Now, this is fun,” he said as he gyrated in time with the music, his body pressed against hers, making her wish the barrier of their clothing would suddenly disappear, leaving them in an intimate embrace of skin on skin.

She pulled away. “End of lesson number one,” she yelled above the music.

“What does lesson two entail?” he asked.

“Maybe it’s best if we save the next lesson till tomorrow?”

“Don’t be boring,” he whispered wickedly, a split second before he slanted his lips across hers.

Contract to Marry

Nicola Marsh

Nicola Marsh says, “As a girl, I dreamed of being a journalist and traveling the world in search of the next big story. Luckily, I have had the opportunity to travel the world, but my dream to write has never been far from my mind. When I met my own tall, dark and handsome hero, and learned that romance is everything it’s cracked up to be, I finally took the plunge and put pen to paper. I live in the southeastern suburbs of Melbourne with my husband and baby son. When I’m not writing I work as a physiotherapist for a vocational rehabilitation company, helping people with disabilities return to the workforce. I also love sharing fine food and wine with friends and family, going to the movies and—my favorite—curling up in front of the fire with a good book. ”

CONTENTS

CHAPTER ONE

FLEUR ADAMS rushed into the café, trying to juggle a portfolio, laptop, umbrella and handbag while shaking raindrops from her curly hair and cursing the fickle Melbourne weather, a lousy public-transport system and men, in that order.

‘Hey, pretty lady. The usual?’ Billy winked at her from behind the counter and gave her an appreciative once-over, typical of his meet-and-greet routine with the female customers.

She smiled in gratitude as the aroma of steaming coffee and freshly baked muffins infused her senses. ‘You’re a lifesaver. Oh, and make mine a double today. I need it. ’