The Playboy's Passionate Pursuit
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Please don’t let it be him.
Panic seized Amelia Lambert’s heart, and then the organ lurched into a rapid, thundering rhythm like thoroughbreds breaking from the Kentucky Derby gate. Her gaze locked onto the back of the man standing at the registration counter, and a cold hard lump of dread formed in her stomach.
That sandy-blond hair, those wide shoulders, the mus- cular tush and long legs could only belong to one person. Someone she never wanted to see again.
Toby Haynes. Her dumbest mistake.
Why was he in Monaco now? She was supposed to have time to prepare for his arrival. Twenty-four days, to be precise.
She considered ducking behind one of the fat marble pillars in the glitzy Hôtel Reynard lobby until he left, but before she could translate thought into action he turned away from the desk and his gaze plowed right into hers. And then he smiled. That cocky, slightly crooked half smile had earned him the title of NASCAR’s sexiest driver five years runni ... read full excerpt from The Playboy's Passionate Pursuit ebook