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Tess kept her eyes closed. She had no idea how or why this miracle had occurred, but she didn’t want it to end.
His voice was a whisper. “Tess, I need to—”
“Don’t talk.”
For five long and desperate years, she’d been alone. She was a widow, a single mom. Those years were a famine. And now, she was hungry. She wanted to touch every part of him—on the inside and on the surface. He was back. Joe had come back to her.
Am I losing my mind? Logically, this could not be. She reached higher until she was holding his face in her hands. Eyes still closed, she kissed him again. Oh my God, it was him. She knew. Without the slightest doubt, she knew. He was the love of her life, her soul mate, the father of her son.
Baby Battalion
Cassie Miles
MILLS & BOON
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Though born in Chicago and raised in L.A., Cassie Miles has lived in Colorado long enough to be considered a semi-native. The first home she owned was a log cabin in the mountains overlooking Elk Creek, with a thirty-mile commute to her work at the Denver Post.
After raising two daughters and cooking tons of macaroni and cheese for her family, Cassie is trying to be more adventurous in her culinary efforts. Ceviche, anyone? She’s discovered that almost anything tastes better with wine. When she’s not plotting Harlequin Intrigue books, Cassie likes to hang out at the Denver Botanical Gardens near her high-rise home.
CAST OF CHARACTERS
Tess Donovan —A single mom and successful events planner in Washington, D.C., she was widowed five years ago.
Nolan Law —Scarred by battle injuries, he was the first man hired for CSaI and usually takes charge.
Joe Donovan —Tess’s deceased husband and the love of her life.
Joey Donovan —The 4-year-old son of Tess and Joe, he was born after his father died.
Trudy Bensen —The office manager and assistant for Tess’s business.
Bart Bellows —The 75-year-old founder of CSaI, who has been kidnapped.
Victor Bellows —Bart’s son is supposedly MIA.
Wes Bradley —The alias used by Victor Bellows.
Lila Lockhart —The Governor of Texas hired Tess to plan her event at the Smithsonian.
Stacy Giordano —The governor’s aide keeps everything running smoothly.
Zachary Giordano —Stacy’s son.
Omar Harris —Nolan’s CIA contact.
The Zamir family —Clients who use Tess to plan events.
Pierre LeBrun —The haughty chef is nothing but trouble for Tess in her event planning.
Greenaway —A powerful drug and weapons dealer who has sworn to take violent revenge on Bart Bellows and Joe Donovan.
Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter One
Five years after her husband’s death, Tess Donovan still sometimes imagined that she heard the sound of his laughter in a crowd. Whenever she saw a marine in dress blues, she remembered Joe standing at attention—so handsome with his perfect profile and fine features. If he hadn’t been involved in so many secret operations, they could have used his gorgeous face for recruitment posters.
Her cab drove along Constitution Avenue, and she peered through the rear window, trying to see the National Christmas Tree in the Ellipse outside the White House. During the holiday season, she missed Joe like crazy. They had always attended the ceremonial lighting of the tree. They’d shopped together for presents, danced together at dozens of holiday galas. Their Christmases had been all about silver bells and snowball fights and hot buttered rum in front of the fireplace.
That was then. This was now.
She sank back in the seat. Starting with the New Year, she vowed to get on with her life. Not that she’d been standing still for five years. As the single mother of a four-and-a-half-year-old son, she seldom got the chance to sit down, and her small catering business had grown into a successful event-planning enterprise. When it came to mothering and working, she was holding her own. It was
