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eBook Category: Romance
eBook Description: "This is your lucky night. I just happen to be wearing black silk boxers." That was exactly the kind of confirmation Lydia Carmichael was looking for. Proof positive that the drop-dead gorgeous date provided by Mr. Complete Escort Services was a gigolo. All she had to do was lure that bad boy into her bed and she'd put the slimeballs out of business. But Lydia soon learned she wasn't cut out for this kind of under-the-covers work. Luke was not only hot with a capital H, he was also a considerate, caring man. As she discovered, there was a lot more beneath the surface than his sexy underwear and she found herself wanting to leave her tidy white-cotton life behind. If her secret wishes could come true, their bought-and-paid-for beginning would lead to a happily-ever-after ending that had nothing to do with money and everything to do with love.

eBook Publisher: The Wild Rose Press/Champagne Rose, Published: 2009
Fictionwise Release Date: March 2009

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Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: eReader (PDB) [259 KB] , ePub (EPUB) [261 KB] , Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [222 KB] , Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [762 KB] , Palm Doc (PDB) [245 KB] , Microsoft Reader (LIT) [230 KB] , Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [261 KB] , hiebook (KML) [577 KB] , Sony Reader (LRF) [333 KB] , iSilo (PDB) [204 KB] , Mobipocket (PRC) [257 KB] , Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [308 KB] , OEBFF Format (IMP) [364 KB]
Words: 72815
Reading time: 208-291 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
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All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED

Lydia stopped dead in her tracks as the butler and her hired escort came into view. Her jaw dropped. She felt her eyes stretching wide, then wider still.

He was standing with his feet braced apart and his hands on his lean hips. His posture drew Lydia's attention to his incredibly tight-looking butt. She'd never told anyone, but she'd always had a thing for tight butts.

His chest was completely bare, and lord, what a chest. Now she knew what Casey meant by magnificent. Bronzed, rippling with muscles, gleaming beneath the overhead chandelier as if he'd rubbed himself with oil ... As shameless as his species was, he probably had, she mused.

"Dear God."

He swung around at her muttered words, his firm, sensual mouth curving in a smile that knocked the air from her lungs as if someone had punched her in the stomach. His eyes were a beautiful hazel, outlined by thick dark lashes.

The moisture in her mouth dried up as he strode toward her, wearing that wicked, downright naughty smile. Was that smile a job requirement? She wondered.

"You must be Ms. Carmichael." He stuck out his hand, his smile widening, revealing--not surprisingly to Lydia--dazzling white teeth. "I'm Luke."