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His Long-Awaited Bride. Jessica Matthews
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isbn 9781474019002
Автор произведения Jessica Matthews
Жанр Контркультура
Серия Mills & Boon Medical
Издательство HarperCollins
Even if Justin remained friends with Marissa, he’d be the third wheel, the odd man out, the one who would go home alone while the other two would have each other.
He wanted to be the one to enjoy Marissa’s long legs wrapped around him, to see her shining smile, to soothe her hurts and listen to her confidences.
He was right for her.
As he covertly studied her face, Justin thought of a dozen reasons why he should mind his own business, and only one reason why he shouldn’t. By virtue of the lopsided ratio, logic overruled his wish to interfere. But suddenly it didn’t matter if he had only one or a hundred justifiable motives to meddle. His single excuse overshadowed all others.
He wanted Marissa for himself.
Dear Reader,
Welcome back to Hope City!
Have you ever been in a situation where you’ve taken things for granted, and didn’t truly realize or appreciate what you had until it was gone? In my fourth story of this series, Justin St. James finds himself in the situation I’ve described. And once he makes that realization, he must find a way to win the heart of the woman he loves before it’s too late.
Naturally, Marissa doesn’t make life easy for him. After all, she’s been under his nose for years and he hasn’t noticed her, but she can’t deny Justin’s persistence as he struggles to convince her that she’s His Long-Awaited Bride.
So, grab yourself a cup of hot apple cider to celebrate the arrival of autumn, find a comfy chair and enjoy Justin and Marissa’s story!
Warmest wishes,
Jessica Matthews
His Long-Awaited Bride
Jessica Matthews
MILLS & BOON
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To Maggie, Sue, and Pam.
You gave me more support than you’ll ever know
during a trying time in my life.
You’re three in a million!
CONTENTS
CHAPTER ONE
SHE had to hide the evidence.
Marissa Benson stared at the bouquets lining the counter of Hope City Hospital’s intensive care unit, hardly able to believe that her perfectly normal morning had become the opposite in the space of a few minutes. While the unexpected was only to be expected in any hospital, she had never dreamed that one minute she would be snowed under with doctors orders and the next she would be standing up to her earlobes in flower petals.
“You must have had some date last night,” fellow nurse Kristi Thomas teased with a glint in her eyes. “I’ve never gone out with anyone who sent flowers the next day.”
“We had a nice time,” Marissa said primly. Although she and Kristi were both single and often compared notes on their dating experiences, the details of her evening were still too special to share, even with someone as close as Kristi.
Kristi leaned over to sniff a carnation. “Come on, lady. ’Fess up. Where did you find this guy?”
Marissa grinned. “At the health spa. He took the treadmill next to mine.”
Kristi grimaced. “Ouch. Exercise. Still…” Her tone grew thoughtful. “If working out yields results like this, I may have to reconsider. Does he have a footloose brother or cousin hanging around?”
“No to the brother. Don’t know about the cousin.”
“Well, find out. That is, if you ever get to the talking stage.”
“We talk a lot,” Marissa protested at Kristi’s teasing wink. “In fact, last night we talked all though dinner and for hours after the community theatre performance.”
Kristi smirked. “Yeah, right. If you say so.”
“I do.” The words sent a fresh surge of heat to her face as she remembered…. “Look,” she said, certain that she was grinning like a loon, “it isn’t that I don’t want to tell you, but—”
Kristi stepped up and hugged her. “I know. Some things are so good that you have to hold them inside and savor them for a while. I understand.”
“Thanks.”
“Just promise me this. When you’re ready to tell all, I’m first to hear the scoop.”
Marissa laughed. “I promise.”
“Now that you’ve hooked yourself a winner, throw any others you find my way.”
“I will.”
Kristi’s smile faded as she touched a rose petal. “It’s too bad these didn’t arrive before you went off duty. Now you have to stash them out of sight until you leave. And pronto.”
It didn’t seem fair that such a thoughtful and flattering gesture would also create a monumental headache. Marissa sighed. “My thoughts exactly. If I wait until the end of my shift, Lorraine will go ballistic.”
Lorraine Hawthorne was the sixty-two-year-old director of nursing who firmly believed that flowers didn’t belong in the ICU. If a patient was well enough to enjoy them, she claimed, then they didn’t belong in the unit. And while that might be true to a certain extent, a cheerful spray of color on the nurses’ station counter gave a spiritual boost to everyone who passed by.
Unfortunately, a small, cheerful spray of color was one thing. Seven bouquets fell into the ostentatious category.
“Any