Tycoon's One-Night Revenge
So, she'd come. Sooner than Donovan Keane had anticipated, given the weather and the travel necessary to reach the resort's remote location. And, Van noted with satisfaction, she'd come alone.Good.
A grim half smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he watched her dismiss the bellhop's substantial umbrella and jog up the steps toward reception. Under the shelter of the portico she paused to acknowledge the doorman, and something in the swing of her red-gold hair and the lift of her hand triggered a weird flash of déjà vu. For a fraction of a second, time vacillated from present to past, between dream and reality.
Then she disappeared inside the building, gone in a flurry of long legs and designer raincoat, leaving Van alone and stripped of his satisfied smile.
Punching gloved fist against palm, he searched his memory but came up blank. "Big ... read full excerpt from Tycoon's One-Night Revenge ebook
