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THE TEXAN’S TENNESSEE ROMANCE
“I’m not looking for any commitments right now, either,” said Casey. “Just not the right time.
“For a pet,” he added.
Natalie looked at him through her lashes. “So you think we’ll be able to find a home for him?”
“I’m sure we will.” He brushed a strand of hair away from her face. “Don’t worry so much about it. He’s pretty good at taking care of himself.”
“I know.” She glanced up at him.
He toyed with the ends of her hair around her face, then touched her mouth with one finger, teasing her lips apart.
A faint flush tinged her cheeks. He felt his own pulse beating as his body reacted to the nearness of hers. He wanted to tell her how beautiful she was, but he couldn’t think of a way to do so without sounding trite or clichéd. He hoped she could see the sentiment in his eyes as he lowered his mouth to hers…
THE RANCHER & THE RELUCTANT PRINCESS
“You don’t get what you want very often, do you, Princess?” Carter asked softly.
Sophie gave a small, almost imperceptible shake of her head.
“That’s what I thought,” he murmured, and cupped her face with both hands.
It’s just a kiss, he told himself, lowering his head to hers. Just a kiss to take away that lonely look from her eyes. But that was before he felt the softness of her mouth beneath his and breathed in her small sigh.
The quick heat darting through him demanded that he kiss her more deeply, pull her taut little body into his arms, know the feel of her small breasts against his chest. She would fit perfectly there. She would fit perfectly everywhere.
With his body demanding more, but his mind telling him he’d already done more than he should, his hands drifted from her face. “That wasn’t because you’re a princess…”
The Texan’s Tennessee Romance
By
Gina Wilkins
The Rancher & The Reluctant Princess
By
Christine Flynn
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The Texan’s Tennessee Romance
By
GINA WILKINS is a bestselling and award-winning author who has written more than seventy novels for Mills & Boon. She credits her successful career in romance to her long, happy marriage and her three “extraordinary” children.
A lifelong resident of central Arkansas, Ms Wilkins sold her first story to Mills & Boon in 1987 and has been writing full-time since. She has appeared on the Waldenbooks, B Dalton and USA TODAY bestseller lists. She is a three-time recipient of the Maggie Award for Excellence, sponsored by Georgia Romance Writers, and has won several awards from the reviewers of Romantic Times BOOKreviews.
As always, for my family:
John, Courtney, Kerry, Justin and David.
Chapter One
He was quite possibly one of the worst maintenance men Natalie Lofton had ever seen. Pretty, but incompetent. Watching as he fumbled with a leaky pipe under her kitchen sink, she wondered where on earth her aunt and uncle had found this twenty-something guy, who had introduced himself only as Casey. She couldn’t imagine what had made them think he was qualified to be a handyman for the vacation cabins they owned in the Smoky Mountains around Gatlinburg, Tennessee.
“Is there anything I can do to help you?” she asked the third time she heard an ominous clang followed by a muttered curse.
Her voice from the doorway must have startled him. She saw his nice backside jerk, heard what sounded like a painful thump from beneath the sink and then yet another colorful expletive, bitten off midway.
He emerged ruefully rubbing a spot on the top of his head, and she couldn’t help noticing again that he was certainly good-looking. His appearance, she decided, defied simple, one-word adjectives. His hair was just a shade more brown than blond, and his almost-crystalline-bright eyes looked blue one moment, green the next. His jawline was sharply carved, but flashing dimples softened his cheeks. She suspected his personality was just as multifaceted.
“What did you say?” he asked.
She moved closer, bending over to see what he’d been doing under there. How much
