Her Honorable Playboy
"JUST why," Alyssa asked the emergency department charge nurse, "would I want to win a night out with Sebastian Radley?"
"The real question is, why wouldn't you? Hmm, I think there's something wrong here." Tracey took Alyssa's hand and checked her pulse while looking at her watch. "Well, you're definitely alive, and your pulse is normal." She made a show of taking Alyssa's temperature. "No, that's normal, too--so it can't be delirium."
"Oh, stop it." But Alyssa couldn't help laughing. "How about temporary insanity?" Tracey suggested. More like Alyssa would be insane to want to go out with Seb. "No. But I'll give you a donation for the fundraiser anyway.'Alyssa turned the key in her locker, fished out her purse, and took out some money. "Here. It's for a good cause."
Tracey raised an eyebrow. "That's enough for three tickets." Alyssa shook her head. "I don' ... read full excerpt from Her Honorable Playboy ebook