Contract Bride (In Name Only Book 3) by Kat Cantrell

Author:Kat Cantrell [Cantrell, Kat]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Sensual, Hearts Desire, Lifetime Love, Life-Changes, Second Chances, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Romantic Schemes, Beautiful & Feisty, Love-Family & Forever, In Name Only Series, CEO & Boss, Marriage For Green Card, Marketing Consultant, Australian, Immigration Mix-Up, Convenient & Temporary Marriage, Billionaire Playboy, Creative & Unique
Publisher: Harlequin Desire
Published: 2018-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

Seven

The way things had gone down at the picnic bothered Warren for two solid days. The date had ended on exactly the right note, with zero pressure on either of them. Tilda had learned that she could be and act however she wanted around him. Wear sexy lingerie. Let her hair down. What else could he have expected out of the afternoon?

He had some work to do in the pay-attention-to-her-subtle-cues department, but mostly he’d passed the test of proving he could back off when she needed him to. He had a feeling he’d be proving that one over and over again, but that was okay. It had to be. Tilda needed slow. It wasn’t the end of the world.

So, why was he still on edge?

Maybe because he wasn’t sure what the next step was. He was flying a little blind here, especially given that his usual go-to mode was distance. Out of his element didn’t begin to describe it. Where he normally buried himself in work to cope with feeling ineffective on the people side of things, the source of his frustration was front and center in his professional life—by design.

Everything was tied together, and the more time he spent with Tilda, the more she dazzled him. She assassinated items on the project’s to-do list like an Australian ninja, shining at whatever task she picked up. Sometimes it was dizzying when she really got going, but that’s why he’d fought for her to stay.

He needed her. Or rather, Flying Squirrel needed her. But they were slowly becoming one and the same. And, near the end of the week, he started to question whether it hadn’t always been that way.

On Friday, she emerged from her bedroom with chunky strands of hair falling to her temples on each side. Deliberately. He smiled and met her in the hall, as had become their habit. One he would never have said would become so entrenched in his routine so fast. But he enjoyed riding to work with her and then riding home again afterward as they recapped the day. So far, they’d eaten dinner together every night, too.

“That might be the sexiest hairstyle I’ve seen on you yet,” he murmured, then he indulged himself by first holding his hand up as a notice that he was about to touch her, and then doing it, sliding a finger along her jaw to turn her face to the side as he evaluated. “I like it when you experiment with ways to drive me mad.”

“Is that what I’m doing?” she volleyed back saucily. “Then you probably don’t want to know what color my underwear is.”

He groaned, which only made her laugh. She’d been experimenting with her flirting, too, and—not for the first time—it had taken a naughtier bent, which he fully deserved for creating this monster. “You’re so wrong. I absolutely want to know.”

She leaned into his touch, another jerky step forward in this dance. His reward for learning that he had to tread carefully with her.

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