To Have A Husband

To Have A Husband
Carole Mortimer

Quinn McBride insisted that the man Harrie had been casually dating was a blackmailer!Harrie had no choice but to spend time too much time with the arrogant Quinn, who was determined to stop the blackmailer in his tracks. Harrie didn't know if she could trust or believe Quinn; the only thing she was sure about was that, no matter how hard she fought against it, she found him incredibly attractive….

“You deeply resent a lot of things, Harriet—but mainly me!”

His mouth twisted disgustedly before he continued, “Could that be because I’m the one who pointed out your boyfriend’s little sideline in blackmail?”

Harrie felt the remaining color drain from her cheeks. “You—”

“I don’t think so, Harrie,” Quinn whispered grimly as he effectively prevented her hand from slapping the hardness of his cheek.

Harrie was completely unprepared for what happened next. She didn’t even have time to avoid Quinn’s mouth as it came down to possessively claim hers, his arms moving assuredly about her slender waist as he pulled her body in close to his.

Her limbs had all the response of jelly, knowing she would have fallen if it weren’t for the strength of Quinn’s arms.

What was she doing?

This man was her enemy!

Quinn had just kissed her. And far from being outraged and disgusted at the unprovoked intimacy, she found that every part of her body seemed to tingle and feel alive….

Meet the Summer sisters:

Harriet, Danielle and Andrea

(or Harrie, Danie and Andie to their friends!).

All three are beautiful, intelligent and successful; but they’ve always found their careers more satisfying than their love lives…. Until now!

The Summer sisters haven’t been looking for love—but then destiny causes Quinn, Jonas and Adam to cross their paths. Are these exceptional men going to pop The Question?

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Harrie’s story:

To Have a Husband

Danie’s story:

To Become a Bride

Andie’s story:

To Make a Marriage

To Have a Husband

Carole Mortimer

My husband, Peter

Contents

PROLOGUE

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ELEVEN

EPILOGUE

PROLOGUE

‘IF I cross your palm with silver, are you going to tell me I’m going to meet a tall, dark, beautiful stranger?’

Harriet’s second reaction to this less than respectful remark to her role as Gypsy Rosa, Fortune-teller, was—you are a tall, dark, handsome stranger!

It had been her second reaction—because her first had been ouch!

After being stuck in this tent at the Summer Fête most of the afternoon—a typically damp, English June afternoon—these were the first free few minutes she’d had for a much-needed cup of tea. This man walking in here without warning had caused her to spill most of the hot liquid over her hand!

‘You are Gypsy Rosa, aren’t you?’ the man prompted mockingly at her lack of reply.

Lord, she hoped so, otherwise her fashion sense badly needed working on! She certainly didn’t usually wear flowery skirts that reached to her ankles, or low-necked white blouses designed to reveal rather than hide her cleavage. And her make-up wasn’t usually so garish, the red gloss on her lips matching the varnish on her nails. She also wore huge hoop earrings at her lobes, and her hair was completely covered by a bright red scarf.

Her only saving grace, as far as she was concerned, was that the lack of lightning in the closed-in tent, as well as making it stifling hot, also made it impossible for anyone to see her properly, and so recognise her. At least, she hoped it did!