
The Christmas She Married the Playboy
by Louise Fuller
on-sale Nov.30
Harlequin Presents
Blurb:
Scandal leads to wedding bells in this uplifting, emotional marriage-of-convenience romance by Louise Fuller!
The one thing not on her Christmas list? A convenient winter wedding!
Louis Albemarle has tried to bury the pain and guilt of his fatherβs death with his playboy antics. So when a photo of his stolen moment with figure skater Santina Somerville proves one scandal too many for his companyβs shareholders, Louis must contemplate the unimaginable: marriage!
Marrying Louis is the only way to save Santaβs pristine image. But after a past betrayal, itβs not the gossip she really fears. Itβs the burning attraction between her and Louis that might just make resisting her convenient husband impossibleβ¦
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Excerpt:
Santa stared at him, groping for some way for his words to make sense.
Marry him!
But of course he was being stupid againβmocking her, trying to punish her for what he saw as a problem of her making.
βGood idea,β she snapped. βWhy donβt we fly to Vegas? We could get married with Elvis as the celebrant and afterwards we could invite all our new paparazzi friends to the reception.β
His face hardened. βIf you likeβalthough I thought the whole point of getting married was to get them off our backs.β
She felt her face dissolve, her mouth forming an O of shock. He was being serious. βAre you out of your mind?β
Marry Louis? The idea was absurd, and wrong on so many levels, and yet she couldnβt stop a hectic pulse from leapfrogging across her skin, or deflect a sudden vivid memory of the moment when his mouth had fused with hers.
βNo!β Shaking her head to clear the image from her head, she took a step backwards. βI wouldnβt marry you if my life depended on it.β
βWhat about your reputation?β
His voice was coldβbut, looking into his eyes, she saw the heat of wounded male pride.
Louisβs pride was the last of her worries right now.
βWe canβt get married,β she said firmly.
βWhy not?β he shot back. βIt would solve our immediate problems. Unless, of course, youβre already married.β
His eyes locked with hers and she stiffened. βIβm not married.β
βAnd you donβt have a boyfriend right now, do you?β
Her cheeks were flaming with a shame she hated feeling. βI would hardly have kissed you if I did.β
Something shifted in his faceβsomething she hadnβt got a name for.
βItβs not always an obstacle,β he said silkily.
βOnly for someone like you.β
βIf you say so.β
He tilted his head back, the coldness in his eyes making her shake inside.
βOkay then, as there appears to be no legal impediment as to why I, Louis, may not be joined in matrimony to you, Santa Somerville, letβs get married.β
She stared at him, trying and failing to read his expression. No legal impediment maybe, but what about a moral one?
βYou canβt just use marriage as some kind of sticking plaster to fix this mess.β
He shrugged. βThatβs exactly what I want to use it for.β
Her head was starting to spin. Why was he being so contrary?
βWell, I donβt. It would be dishonest, wrongββ
βIt would also be expedient and mutually beneficial. And itβs not as if itβs going to be till-death-us-do-part. Weβll be lucky if we last a month without killing each other.β
And what about kissing each other?
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Author Info:
Louise Fuller was a tomboy who hated pink and always wanted to be the prince. Not the princess! Now she enjoys creating heroines who arenβt pretty pushovers but strong, believable women. Before writing for Mills and Boon, she studied literature and philosophy at university and then worked as a reporter on her local newspaper. She lives in Tunbridge Wells with her impossibly handsome husband, Patrick and their six children.
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