Assignment: Single Man

Assignment: Single Man
Caroline Anderson

Fran Williams is at a crossroads: she's in need of space and a little TLC! Instead she accepts an assignment nursing one injured, impatient, wealthy whirlwind by the name of Josh Nicholson.Josh is everything Fran doesn't need, until she arouses his tenderness and protection and Fran finds herself in love with a committed bachelor. Should she have taken that job with Josh's G.P. instead? Except Josh has given her back her life, and the only thing that would make it complete is if he stayed in it forever…

It slowly dawned on her that they were in bed together and that it felt really good—safe. Secure.

She could feel the tension draining out of her body, leaving her limp in his arms. Within minutes she was asleep.

He lay there for ages listening to the even rhythm of her breathing and soaking up her warmth. It felt so good to lie next to her, but he couldn’t stay there, not for the rest of the night—not and retain his sanity.

He eased his arm carefully out from under her neck and tucked the pillow there instead. His thigh was throbbing, his pelvis ached and his lower leg was as heavy as lead. There was no way he was going to get back to sleep, so he went into the kitchen, got a glass of water and shuffled over to the sofa. But all he could think about was how she’d felt snuggled up against his side, and how soft and warm her body had been, and how he wanted to protect her.

That scared the spit out of him.

The right man for Fran?

When nurse Fran Williams reaches a turning point in her life she finds herself being offered work assignments with two very different men—men who will offer Fran more than a job! She doesn’t know it, but they represent her future happiness.

So which is the right man for Fran?

Is it rich, wealthy, energetic Josh Nicholson—injured, impatient but gorgeous hero number one?

Or charming, sensual, tender Dr. Xavier Giraud, the single father who needs a woman to love him and his children?

Or is there more than one Mr. Right?

Find out and explore Fran’s parallel lives with each of these heroes—this month in

Assignment: Single Man, next month in

Assignment: Single Father from Harlequin Romance®.

DOUBLE DESTINY

There is more than one route to happiness.

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Assignment: Single Man

Caroline Anderson

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

CONTENTS

CHAPTER ONE (#u88116e79-ea07-5ba0-88c3-de83f8268d3c)

CHAPTER TWO (#ufa70d961-3712-5968-8b3f-e1d84e4d7049)

CHAPTER THREE (#u776b835f-c9d8-536b-9e6a-79dd67561dda)

CHAPTER FOUR (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER FIVE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER SIX (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER SEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER EIGHT (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER NINE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER TEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER ONE

IT WAS the sexy grin that did it. That and those arresting cobalt blue eyes that seemed to spear right through her.

She’d come out of the back office to Reception to tell Jackie she was going for a second interview with Xavier Giraud, but she didn’t get a chance. Jackie was no longer alone, and the man in there with her was a man she recognised, a man with a sexy, lopsided grin and the most arresting blue eyes she’d ever seen.

Josh looked up at her, and his smile widened in recognition.

‘Well, if it isn’t the bodacious Sister Williams,’ he said, and Fran suppressed a smile.

‘Well, if it isn’t the accident-prone Mr Nicholson. It’s good to see you alive.’

‘Do you two know each other?’ Jackie chipped in, clearly agog, and he chuckled.

‘Let’s just say we met over a red-hot needle a little while ago.’

‘Yes. How is the chest?’ Fran asked him, and he gave a short, humourless laugh.

‘Oh, the chest is fine—it’s healed beautifully. Unfortunately, though, the rest of me is lagging behind a little, hence my visit here. I need a nurse.’

His smile challenged her—almost dared her to take the job.

Why it seemed like a dare she couldn’t imagine, but for some inexplicable reason it did and her heart was beating a tattoo against her ribs. She forced herself to ignore it.

‘Why do you need a nurse?’ she asked, ruthlessly sticking to the point. ‘If you’ve been discharged from hospital…’

‘I’ve discharged myself,’ he said dryly. ‘The consultant didn’t quite seem to see eye to eye with me about that, but you can’t please all of the people all of the time.’

Fran kept her expression carefully neutral. ‘You discharged yourself?’