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      Table of Contents

       Cover

      Praise

       About the Author

       Title Page

      Dedication

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

       Chapter Five

       Chapter Six

       Chapter Seven

       Chapter Eight

       Chapter Nine

       Chapter Ten

       Chapter Eleven

       Copyright

       CHAPTER ONE

      IT HAD BEEN a long time since Cade Coleman had felt so objectified. But standing in front of a ballroom full of appreciative women with their chequebooks out took him right back to the ‘bad old days’.

      Back then he’d been pool and garden guy to a bunch of bored Beverly Hills housewives. But now? At thirty-five he was Dr Cade Coleman, neonatal specialist, one of the shining stars in the crown of the Gold Coast City Hospital. His reputation was impeccable and his passion for the little lives in his care had driven him to blaze his way into the relatively new arena of prenatal surgery.

      He’d come far since losing his way—and his virginity—to a string of gorgeous cougars, and even though he was here tonight, on the opposite side of the world and in the name of charity, the irony was not lost on him.

      ‘What will you bid?’ the emcee, a well-known celebrity and another gorgeous cougar who looked like she might just buy him herself, called to the crowd. ‘Remember, Dollars for Dates raises an extraordinary amount of money every year for the neonatal unit and this year…’ she paused and gave Cade the once-over, much to the crowd’s delight ‘…we’ve saved the best for last.’

      Cade smiled good-naturedly. When he’d been asked to participate in the annual fundraiser, he hadn’t hesitated. He didn’t mind squiring around any of the aging Gold Coast charity queens populating the crowd for a night—not if it meant he could expand his prenatal surgery options.

      ‘Do I have two hundred dollars?’

      An excited murmur ran through the crowd as people considered their options. Then, from towards the back a very hesitant, ‘Fifty,’ could be heard.

      Cade clutched his chest and feigned his very best insulted look. ‘Ma’am, you wound me,’ he said, his voice easily projecting to the rear of the room.

      The crowd laughed as the emcee cooed, ‘Oh, and he’s an American, ladies. How very exotic.’

      ‘Two hundred,’ a voice called from the left.

      Callie Richards, admiring the spectacle from her table, glanced over at the bidder, smiling at the total lack of hesitancy this time. Seemed the accent was a real clincher! And then the bidding was off.

      Not that she could blame any of them. Cade Coleman had been setting hearts aflutter ever since his arrival at the hospital a couple of months ago. Being tall, tanned, lean, ripped and foreign would do that.

      So would looking dashing and debonair and just a little bit Rhett Butler in his tuxedo.

      God knew, she wasn’t immune to those broad shoulders and all that brash American confidence despite what she knew about him from Alex, his stepbrother—and probably the closest thing she had to a friend in the entire world, even if he did live on the other side of the planet.

      According to Alex, Cade had fled the US over a problem with a woman. The apple didn’t fall too far from the tree. Which only meant that Cade had baggage. And explained why, to the best of her knowledge, he’d been resolutely single since his arrival.

      Not that it had stopped her making a fool of herself with the man. Getting tipsy and flirty with him at a wedding, not long after

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