Countering His Claim. Rachel Bailey

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       “Make a wish.”

      A kiss. In that moment all Luke wanted was to turn her to face him, to lean down and touch her sweet lips with his.

      “Like to know what I wished for?” he asked, voice low.

      Della’s eyes drifted shut. “You’re not supposed to tell. It won’t come true if you do.”

      “Maybe,” he said, his mouth so close to her ear that his lips brushed her lobe as he spoke. “But if you knew what the wish was, perhaps you’d grant it.”

      He pressed a light kiss on her neck, just below her ear. Della held herself still but didn’t pull away. “I don’t have any magical powers to grant wishes.”

      “I’m not so sure.”

      Countering His Claim

      Rachel Bailey

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      RACHEL BAILEY developed a serious book addiction at a young age (via Peter Rabbit and Jemima Puddleduck), and has never recovered. Just how she likes it. She went on to earn degrees in psychology and social work but is now living her dream—writing romance for a living.

      She lives in a piece of paradise on Australia’s Sunshine Coast, with her hero and four dogs, where she loves to sit with a dog or two, overlooking the trees and reading books from her evergrowing to-be-read pile.

      Rachel would love to hear from you and can be contacted through her website: www.rachelbailey.com

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      Contents

       Cover

       Introduction

       Title Page

       About the Author

       Dedication

       Chapter Four

       Chapter Five

       Chapter Six

       Chapter Seven

       Chapter Eight

       Chapter Nine

       Chapter Ten

       Chapter Eleven

       Chapter Twelve

       Extract

       Copyright

      With a final, fond look at the Melbourne skyline, Della Walsh stepped onto the boarding bridge of the Cora Mae, the luxury cruise liner she called home.

      Ahead on the deck, she spotted a group of people in business suits clustered around a tall man with his back to her. She hesitated, assessing the crowd. All she could see of the man in the center was broad shoulders encased in a tailored business jacket, a straight confident bearing and hair of darkest blond that tapered in against his neck. But that was enough to draw her attention and keep it there. The ship’s captain stood beside him and from various vantage points, beyond the grand foyer, groups of curious staff intently watched the interaction.

      Which meant, most likely, the man in the middle of the action was him.

      Luke Marlow, the man about to inherit the Cora Mae, had arrived.

      Curiosity nibbling, she stepped into the foyer. Many senior crew members, including herself, had been invited to the reading of Patrick Marlow’s will today, and all of them had one question uppermost in their minds—what would his nephew and heir, Luke Marlow, do with the ship once he had control? Sell? Refurbish? Interfere with the day-to-day running?

      Della was probably more interested in their guest than most—she’d been hearing snippets of Luke’s life from Patrick for years. It was possible she knew more about this man than she knew about some of her friends.

      As she drew closer to the small crowd, she could hear Captain Tynan say, “We’ll get that cut seen to straight away.”

      Luke Marlow held up a hand wrapped in what looked like a blue handkerchief. “No need. I’ll run it under the tap and throw on a bandage.”

      The captain spotted Della. “Dr. Walsh! Good timing. Mr. Marlow has a cut that might need a couple of stitches.”

      She pasted a smile on her face, and stepped forward, prepared to offer medical assistance as if he was any other patient, not the man who would soon be her boss. “Good afternoon, Mr. Marlow. If you’ll follow me to the medical suite, we’ll take a look

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