Dilys genre is contemporary romance.
Blurb
A lone woman…a mysterious stranger…and a secret.
When Daisy Wallace meets Micah, a man of mystery, she is bowled over by an instant attraction. A passionate encounter follows, but he's holding back and Daisy doesn't understand why.
Micah King has been retained by a client to locate the triplet daughters that she gave up for adoption, and he's pretty sure Daisy is the youngest of the girls. He wants to tell Daisy the truth, but before he can he needs to verify that she is indeed the woman he's looking for. He never meant to get involved with her, but she's just so tempting.
When Daisy finds out the truth will she be able to forgive Micah's lie by omission? After all, he's deceived her from the first moment she laid eyes on him, and she's had her fill of deceitful men. And can she forgive the woman who gave her up thirty years ago?
Content Warning: contains adult language and explicit sex
When Daisy Wallace meets Micah, a man of mystery, she is bowled over by an instant attraction. A passionate encounter follows, but he's holding back and Daisy doesn't understand why.
Micah King has been retained by a client to locate the triplet daughters that she gave up for adoption, and he's pretty sure Daisy is the youngest of the girls. He wants to tell Daisy the truth, but before he can he needs to verify that she is indeed the woman he's looking for. He never meant to get involved with her, but she's just so tempting.
When Daisy finds out the truth will she be able to forgive Micah's lie by omission? After all, he's deceived her from the first moment she laid eyes on him, and she's had her fill of deceitful men. And can she forgive the woman who gave her up thirty years ago?
Content Warning: contains adult language and explicit sex
“I like it here…with you…in the kitchen.”
His words were enunciated slowly as she gripped the edge of the sink, pressing
her back into the hardness…it was no good, she couldn’t go back any further.
“Uh-huh.” Daisy cleared her throat, trying
to eradicate the huskiness present every time she’d spoke to him this morning.
Micah’s eyes narrowed. “What’s wrong,
Daisy?”
“Nothing.” She licked her lips.
“Yes, there is. Are you regretting last
night?”
She swallowed, but her throat was bone dry.
“Last night.” She sucked in a breath as he stood in front of her and his hands
landed on either side of her with a thud, coming to rest on the countertop.
“Have you got a boyfriend?”
She shook her head. “No.”
“Keep it that way.”
“Pardon me.”
“Don’t go looking for one…we have unfinished
business.”
She lifted her hands and pushed at his hard
chest, which of course was a complete waste of time. “Now look here, you can’t
tell me what to do.”
“Yes, I can.” He kissed her hard, short,
and succinct, and the power behind it made her knees tremble.
“No, you can’t. If I want to go out and
find a man, I will.” She spoke defiantly with her chin held high, but it was
lost in the fact that her chin only came up to his chest, and she had to strain
further to look him in the eye. Her fingers tingled at the heat emanating from
him. The smooth cotton of his shirt was soft to the touch, and his heartbeat
was strong as the beat echoed against her fingertips.
“I don’t think so.”
“Excuse me.” She pulled her head back and
looked at him.
“Don’t start thinking that you can bed
someone else.”
Her cheeks flushed as she tried to push him
away. “What the hell? You can’t tell me who I can go to bed with…you hardly
know me, and you most certainly don’t have the right.”
“After last night…you do want me, and if I
hadn’t stopped we would have been in that bed together. I would’ve made you
forget whatever it is that has made you lose your confidence. You’re one of the
sexiest, most beautiful women I’ve ever met, and when I do what I have to…I’m
going to show you exactly how much I really want you.”
“That’s just arrogant.”
His smile was slow and sexy, and she was
pretty sure that had he not been holding her up she would’ve glided to the
floor in a stream of unbridled lust. His hardness was pressed against her stomach.
“Arrogant?” He shook his head. “No, that’s
not justifying the way I feel, but I’m confident you feel the same way.”
“You think so, huh?” When she’d offered him
a bed last night he’d refused.
He kissed her again, a little slower this
time. Their kisses were hotter than a sauna on a cold day. She could hear Amy
in the background, but it was as if she was a distant voice.
He parted from her just enough to speak and
she watched his lips move. They were sexy, and she had to push herself to
listen to what he was saying.
“I have to fly out today. I have a meeting
tomorrow I need to be at, but when Amy goes down for her nap, we need to talk.
I need to tell you why I’m here.”
She frowned as his words penetrated her
sex-befuddled mind. “What do you mean why
you’re here? I thought it was something to do with a golf course?”
“Actually…that was a lie.”
“I knew there was something not quite right
about that. If a golf course was going to be built I would’ve known. Jeez, you
can’t sneeze on this island without everybody knowing before you’ve even
finished.” She narrowed her eyes. Something was definitely going on. She pushed
him away, catching him off balance.
* *
* *
The look of worry that crossed her features
made Micah want to kick himself. He hadn’t meant to say anything, but damn it
all to hell, he didn’t seem to have much control over anything when she was
around, including speech.
“Daisy, I’m–” Before he could get his words
out the frantic tone of her voice stopped him.
“You’re from them, aren’t you?” She leaned
over, lifted Amy up from her chair and wrapped her arms around the baby. “You
can just go back and tell whoever it is you work for that I don’t have it…zilch…zitto,
and even if I did, you wouldn’t get a dime from me.”
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