Wendy Etherington

Suiteheart Of A Deal: Suiteheart Of A Deal / My Place Or Yours?


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      Duets™

      Two brand-new stories in every volume…twice a month!

      Duets Vol. #75

      Isabel Sharpe kicks off the month with a very special Double Duets on the theme of “manhunting.” Enjoy the chase as these heroines track down the men of their dreams! This writer “pens a fresh tale with solid characterization and snappy dialogue…” says Romantic Times Magazine.

      Duets Vol. #76

      Two talented new writers join the Duets lineup this month! Please welcome Sandra Kelly and Wendy Etherington, who have crafted two funny related tales about heroines fixing up “money pits”—and the romantic chaos that ensues with the heroes in their lives! Enjoy.

      Be sure to pick up both Duets volumes today!

      Suiteheart of a Deal

      Sandra Kelly

      My Place or Yours?

      Wendy Etherington

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      Contents

       Suiteheart of a Deal

       Chapter 1

       Chapter 2

       Chapter 3

       Chapter 4

       Chapter 5

       Chapter 6

       Chapter 7

       Chapter 8

       Chapter 9

       Chapter 10

       Chapter 11

       Chapter 12

       Chapter 13

       Chapter 14

       Chapter 15

       Epilogue

       My Place or Yours?

       Chapter 1

       Chapter 2

       Chapter 3

       Chapter 4

       Chapter 5

       Chapter 6

       Chapter 7

       Chapter 8

       Chapter 9

       Chapter 10

       Chapter 11

      Suiteheart of a Deal

      Sandra Kelly

      “It’s my parents!” Beck exclaimed.

      “They can’t find out we’re not a real couple—it’ll ruin everything!” Rainey added.

      His eyes traveled up the stairs. “The bedrooms! The separate bedrooms! Quick, we have to move your things into my room!”

      “But why?” Rainey huffed.

      “They’ve driven a huge distance. They’ll want to stay overnight.”

      In a flash they charged into her room. While she hastily pulled together the unmade bed, he yanked her clothes from the closet.

      “Hurry!” Beck ran into his room with a truckload of Rainey’s things and rushed back to her room. She frantically emptied drawers and stuffed his outstretched arms. He shot next door and returned again.

      The doorbell sounded.

      “Okay, you get ready and I’ll get the door.”

      Before leaving, he asked, “Are we still fighting?”

      “No!” Rainey wheezed. “We can’t. It’s show time.”

      Dear Reader,

      Love is funny, don’t you think?

      My favorite love stories are always those in which there’s more going on than meets the reader’s eye. So it’s fitting that my first published novel should be about two people who are so taken with one another that they just can’t see what’s happening around them. That’s definitely the case with Rainey and Beck, two fools for love who were easily fooled. We should all be as gullible!

      Special thanks to Duets editor Kathryn Lye for seeing the humor in Rainey and Beck’s situation, and to the people of Bragg Creek, Alberta, for lending me their town. The folks who live in my Bragg Creek are nutty and sneaky, but the real residents of that breathtakingly beautiful place are, I assure you, the nicest folks you’ll ever meet.

      Enjoy!

      Sandra Kelly

      For my husband, Bob. Thanks for waiting.

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      “OKAY, SO YOU’RE, ah, married, huh? Ah, let me see now…Oh, man! Would you look at the time? I have an important meeting in, ah, in less than, ah, I’m sure it’s in less than an hour….”

      Rainey Miller laughed aloud. She couldn’t hold it in any longer. Never had she seen a man blush so deeply—or backpeddle so swiftly. The guy was too funny. He obviously wasn’t too bright, though.

      Why would he assume that just because a woman was seated alone that she must be single? Everybody from around here knew that, aside from a few young chambermaids and reservations clerks, there were no single, available women at the Honeymoon Haven. Only couples in love, celebrating their honeymoon, or a major anniversary. This guy had to be a tourist.

      When her spontaneous eruption drew curious stares from the other guests in the Haven’s quaint dining room, Rainey quickly withdrew into the shadow of the huge potted fern beside her table. The last thing she wanted was to attract the attention of