Millionaire's Wedding Revenge / Stranded with the Tempting Stranger: Millionaire's Wedding Revenge

A multitude of conflicting emotions stormed her.

She understood now why Stephen may have chosen to send the boxes by messenger before he arrived. Once she’d seen what he’d bought for her, he’d known she’d find it hard to resist.

Carefully, she lifted the gown from the box and examined it.

It was a backless sheath dress with a small swallowtail train made of satin overlaid with lace. The bodice, which had a sweetheart neckline, was held up by two spaghetti straps.

Simple but sexy, it would be spectacular with her flaming red hair, as well as show off her generous chest to advantage.

Stephen knew her so well. And that, she realized, was part of the problem.

She’d told Stephen she’d be wearing something practical—something she already owned—for the wedding. Instead, he’d overridden her.

He’d sent her this dress, and its message was clear: she was being served up as a delicious dessert he intended to savor.

Still, the dress was so beautiful, it brought tears to her eyes.

She’d once wished for happily-ever-after. Instead, she was getting an illusion.

A sham wedding leading to a fake marriage.

Tamping down a sudden well of emotion, she forced herself to open the rest of the boxes.

One box contained a pair of stylish stiletto sandals. Another held an adorable sleeveless flower girl’s dress with a high ribbon waist and matching white sandals.

Her heart squeezed as she thought of Jade and how delighted she’d be.

When she opened the last box, however, her reaction changed, and she felt heat course through her.

The box contained a white bustier, matching lacy underwear and thigh-high hosiery.

Unbidden, images of modeling the sexy concoction for Stephen went through her mind.

Then, annoyed with herself, she let her hand drop away from the box.

Of course, Stephen had no trouble picking out her size. He was a connoisseur of the female form, she reminded herself. A playboy extraordinaire.

She was torn from her thoughts by the sound of the doorbell.

Moments later, she heard the sound of running feet.

“Mommy, there’s someone at the door!” Jade called out.

“I’ll be right there.”

She and Stephen had agreed he’d come over on Wednesday night in order to ease the transition for Jade to the upcoming marriage.

She’d already explained to Jade as well as she could that she’d be getting married to Stephen and they’d be known as Megan and Jade Garrison.

Now, she prayed Stephen’s get-to-know-you session with his daughter went well.

When she opened the door, with Jade peering around her, she was presented with an incongruous sight. Stephen held a bouquet of flowers in one hand, and a large brown-haired, brown-eyed baby doll in the other.

As annoyed as she’d just been with him, she couldn’t help reacting with a laughing gasp.

His eyes met hers, and she saw laughter lurking within them. “She rode in the front passenger seat.”

Wide-eyed, Jade stared at Stephen.

Megan covered her mouth.

Not a word, Stephen’s eyes mockingly warned her. Then he stepped forward. “Hello, honey.”

Megan stared at him—dressed as the consummate corporate executive in a charcoal business suit—before he bent forward and kissed her on the lips.

“We need to make this good for Jade,” he murmured as he straightened.

She gave him a startled look, then closed the door behind him. What was he up to?

But Stephen was already looking down at his daughter. He smiled. “Hello, Jade.”

Jade edged closer to her, and Megan put a comforting arm behind her.

“Hi,” Jade said hesitantly.

Megan realized with a start that Jade was uncharacteristically shy. Apparently, it was one thing to enthusiastically point out a stranger—as Jade had done when Stephen had appeared in their backyard on Saturday—and another to welcome someone more permanent.

Megan prayed again or all their sakes that tonight went well.

Stephen held out the baby doll, which was dressed in pink and purple and wore a headband. “I have a present for you. This is Abby, and she’s looking for a home.”

Jade eyed the doll, then looked back at Stephen.

Megan saw a flicker of uncertainty in Stephen’s eyes, and her heart went out to him. He was clearly lost.

“Stephen bought a gift for you, isn’t that nice?” she said to Jade.

They’d agreed Jade would call him Stephen until she got used to him in her life.

Jade stepped forward, then took the doll and hugged it to her. “Thank you.”

Megan watched as Stephen’s eyes went to her again. “And these are for you.”

The bouquet that he held out to her contained lilies mixed with lavender. Her favorite. He’d sent the flowers to her when they’d dated, and he’d remembered still.

“Thank you.”

Their hands brushed over the flowers, and a sizzle went through her. And though her mind flashed danger, her heart beat rapidly.