Praise for Aimee Carson
‘Oh, my, what a fantastic debut by Aimee Carson.
I loved it! It really has everything that I like
in a good contemporary romance: a feisty heroine
who is far from perfect, snappy dialogue and
sizzling chemistry—and I mean sizzling. *That* scene
in the elevator … phew! The romance and relationship
between Alyssa and Paulo is actually quite simple, but
perfectly done. Aimee’s writing flows beautifully, and
she has created two great characters. I applaud her for
Alyssa’s ‘bad girl’ roots, I loved her! The book is well
written and developed, with plenty of sass and sparkle.
I can’t wait to read more from Aimee in the future.’
—www.everyday-is-the-same.blogspot.com on
Secret History of a Good Girl
About the Author
About Aimee Carson
The summer she turned eleven, AIMEE left the children’s section of the library and entered an aisle full of Mills & Boon® novels. She promptly pulled out a book, sat on the floor, and read the entire story. It has been a love affair that has lasted for over thirty years.
Despite a fantastic job working part-time as a physician in the Alaskan Bush (think Northern Exposure and ER, minus the beautiful mountains and George Clooney), she also enjoys being at home in the gorgeous Black Hills of South Dakota, riding her dirt bike with her three wonderful kids and beyond patient husband. But, whether at home or at work, every morning is spent creating the stories she loves so much. Her motto? Life is too short to do anything less than what you absolutely love. She counts herself lucky to have two jobs she adores, and incredibly blessed to be a part of Mills & Boon’s family of talented authors.
Also by Aimee Carson
Dare She Kiss & Tell?
How to Win the Dating War
Secret History of a Good Girl*
*Published as part of the Mills & Boon Loves … anthology.
Did you know these are also available as eBooks? Visit www.millsandboon.co.uk
The Best Mistake of Her Life
Aimee Carson
MILLS & BOON
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CHAPTER ONE
MEMPHIS James stood on the twenty-second floor of the downtown Miami building and looked down at the camera crew on the street below, spectators lining the barricade like curious ants. There was only one chance to get the high-fall right—no do-overs possible. Along with the stunt engineer, Memphis had meticulously checked and rechecked every detail, including his harness, the cable hoist and the wind conditions. No matter how crazy the stunt, death wasn’t likely—more of a distant possibility that hinged on either mechanical error or miscalculation, so nothing was left to chance. Memphis never left anything to chance.
It was a necessary compulsion in this twisted business of mocking gravity. Because if his focus was off, mistakes were made and he could be killed or, at the very least, sustain a dream-crushing injury.
Or worse … someone else might pay the price.
For one second the memory resurfaced, just like it always did before a high-fall. In a now-familiar sequence of reactions, Memphis’s chest cinched tight, his stomach balled into a knot and his heart beat mercilessly against his ribs.
Willing his muscles to relax, Memphis forced the memory from his mind as he gazed down at the two-hundred-plus feet between him and the empty pavement. There was nothing to break his fall save the camera on the ground that would record his descent. His lips twisted wryly. He liked the idea that if something went wrong—and he hit the pavement traveling approximately eighty miles per hour—his last seconds on earth would be recorded for posterity.
If he was checking out, he’d do it with flair and with his name on everyone’s lips.
The stunt engineer broke into his thoughts. “Everything’s set. Wind speed steady at five mph.”
With one last look at the ground below, Memphis said, “That’s as good as we’ll get.”
“You ready?”
Now rock-steady, his pulse at a regular rate, Memphis took his position in front of the temporary window constructed of safety glass. “I’m always ready.” A grin slipped up his face. “But gravity is a bitch of a mistress.”
“An unforgiving one, to be sure,” the man returned with a chuckle.
Memphis’s grin grew bigger in anticipation. “So let’s not keep her waiting.”
One hand clutching the barricade, Kate Anderson shaded her eyes from the sun and stared up at the tiny hub of activity twenty-two stories above the ground. A gentle breeze carried a hint of the salty Atlantic Ocean tinged with hot pavement, and the crowd of curious gawkers pressed in around her, making the warm Miami day even warmer.
Or maybe it was her strained nerves that were overheating.
Up until now, self-preservation had deemed it necessary she ignore Memphis James’s return to town. But today’s tabloid article about Dalton and his fiancée had garnered Kate no less than eight sympathetic glances, three well-intentioned condolence
