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eBook Category: Romance
eBook Description: When her original co-host for her news show, Midnight Hour is taken ill, Serena Brown is paired with Nick Fraser, an attractive hard-edged journalist who reminds her forcefully of her famous journalist father. A father who was so caught up with his career in the field that he neglected his family and died there. Serena has never been able to put aside the pain of his absence in her life. However, while Serena can't deny her attraction to Nick she certainly doesn't want to fall in love with a man who is only home for a short duration and will undoubtedly leave her the way her father always did. Uninvolved has been Nick Fraser's guiding rule to his relationships with women. Unloved, is how he has always felt, since his birth to elderly parents with an established exclusive relationship made him an independent loner. But now he wants to stay home to help his parents who are older, frail, and in need of physical and financial help. Therefore, Nick is very pleased to have a well paying job, even if he hadn't bargained on a beautiful blond co-host, daughter of a man he has always admired. Nick's attraction to Serena is immediate but he doesn't want to sabotage his self made career for a woman he feels could hurt him. Yet the more he is with Serena, the more he yearns to be loved by her. Eventually his seduction begins to charm Serena, except he discovers that having Serena in his bed isn't the final commitment.

eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: 1998
Fictionwise Release Date: October 2006

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Words: 83879
Reading time: 239-335 min.
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That's him! The man who sparked the idea for her new TV show.

Memories of a girlfriend's brother had provided Serena Brown with a story idea for Midnight Hour. And this was him! Or at least someone who resembled the guitarist standing on the sidewalk. His thick black hair straggled to his shoulders from beneath a straw hat and he swayed his body to the rhythm of the music.

"It's a hot September afternoon in Toronto. Hot. Hot..."

Serena punched the radio off. The last thing she needed, while trapped in traffic with dazzling sunshine beating down on the roof of her black Porsche, was a motormouth deejay informing her that it was hot. She knew it was hot. She switched the air-conditioning to high and felt icy waves of air ruffle her hair and penetrate her navy blue linen suit.

The man moved on, walking through the crowds with the slow gait the homeless seem to acquire. Serena had done a lot of research on the homeless for her new show. The first segment, beginning the following week, was City Streets. Excitement formed in the pit of her stomach. She couldn't wait for the new show to begin. It was a huge career move for her.

Before she drove forward a few feet to the bus in front of her, she looked at the man again. He stopped to beg money from the people rushing from the subway entrance, and she felt guilty sitting here in her expensive air-conditioned car.

Her cell phone rang. Recognizing the number of the caller, she tucked the phone to her ear. "Hi, Don."

"Where are you?" Don Steel asked.

Serena tapped her fingers against the steering wheel. "Stuck in traffic half way between the new school addition mother just opened and the rear of a bus that happens to have your grinning mug on it."

"The new Steel Yourself for Our NEWS ad?"

Don might be well into his fifties but he was such a kid. "Yes. The 'Steel Yourself' ad. You, wearing jeans and a yellow shirt covered in green elephants. Instead of silver, your hair is blond."

"That agency never gets it right. But does it look good?"

Serena smiled. Don always said the same thing but he never changed ad agencies, his brother-in-law owned the one he used. The ad also made him appear younger than he was. "It looks fantastic."

"Great. Now, look. The reason I called you, Serena, did you hear the news?"

"You know I never actually listen to the news."

"This time you will. It's about you. Well, really it's about John Duncan. But it affects you."

Serena's stomach tightened and she tasted the salmon sandwich she'd eaten after the school opening ceremony. "What's he done?"

"You know he hasn't been feeling good. It seems he's got some sort of a syndrome. A fatigue thing."

"Poor John."

"I agree. Poor John. But Midnight Hour starts next week and he has to rest and take it easy for at least six months."

"You mean, he won't be doing the show?" Serena heard the alarm in her voice. No show. No job.

"You've got it."

"Hell! Damn!"

"To put it mildly. But don't panic yet. I have a plan. Have you ever heard of Nick Fraser?"

Serena pictured a dark-haired man possessing a precise broadcasting accent. It was the accent she remembered the most because it made him sound like her famous journalist father, Stuart Redding Brown. "Yes. I've heard of him. I've seen a few of his news reports."

"Good. He came to me in April wondering if there was something for him at Steel this September. There was nothing for him then, but this might be his ticket. He's a strong journalist who likes to get his teeth into controversial stories. So I called him in London, and wouldn't you know it? He's flying in today. Can you get here by six o'clock to meet him?"

"I suppose I can." Serena wasn't at all certain she wanted Nick Fraser as a co-host. "Are you sure he's the one?"

"No. But he's a start. We don't have much time. If we think he's going to work out, all we have to do is superimpose Nick over John in some of those promo spots. What do you think?"

"I think field journalists like to stay in the field. Studio work bores the pants off them." Serena spoke from experience with her father.

"Nick doesn't want to be in the field. He wants to be here. I'll see you in Studio Three at six."

She heard Don hang up. He never argued once he'd made up his mind about something. She disconnected her own phone. The bus moved forward about three feet. She moved her car with it, figuring, at this rate, she might or might not make the appointment with Nick Fraser.