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Автор Hannay Barbara
“Grace, you’re obviously the perfect assistant to be lost with in the outback. ”
Grace looked at her hand, which had practically disappeared inside his strong grasp. “If only I was also willing,” she muttered, snatching her hand away. And then she grimaced. He’d caught her off guard and now she’d let fly with a hopelessly stupid remark.
“Willing?” Mitch remained standing directly in front of her, a perplexed expression in his eyes.
“Please, forget I said that. ”
He smiled and brushed the hair back from her cheek. “A wild and willing Grace would be an unexpected bonus. ” Then his face grew serious again. “But it won’t get us out of here. ”
Barbara Hannay was born in Sydney, Australia, educated in Brisbane and spent most of her adult life living in tropical north Queensland, where she and her husband have raised four children. While she has enjoyed many happy times camping and canoeing in the bush, she also delights in an urban lifestyle—chamber music, contemporary dance, movies and dining out. An English teacher, she has always loved writing, and now, by having her stories published, she is living her most cherished fantasy.
Books by Barbara Hannay
HARLEQUIN ROMANCE®
3578—OUTBACK WIFE AND MOTHER
3613—THE WEDDING COUNTDOWN
Outback with the Boss
Barbara Hannay
CONTENTS
CHAPTER ONE
GRACE ROBBINS reached into her carryall and reluctantly drew out her black lace lingerie. Nervously, her fingers traced the delicate ribbon trim while she wondered how on earth she could go ahead with Maria’s outrageous suggestion.
Until now, she’d only ever worn these revealing garments under her faithful ‘little black dress’. She’d never considered displaying her low-cut underwired bra and high-cut wispy knickers on their own.‘The problem is you’re a natural prude,‘ Grace told her reflection in the mirror. She didn’t enjoy parading in front of a man. Wearing a bikini on the beach was bad enough.
She sighed. Perhaps the solution was to take this one step at a time. She’d already let herself into her boyfriend’s flat. If she put the underwear on beneath her other clothes for now, she could decide whether to go ahead with the rest of her friend’s crazy plan later.
Halfway through this process, Grace paused and studied her image in the full-length mirror. The dramatic effect of her body, framed by a doorway and encased in nothing but skimpy, sensuous black lace, was surprising. Maria was probably right. It would take Henry by surprise too.
But how on earth could she carry this off? And if she did, what could she possibly say to justify such madness?
