Mr. Destiny
Chapter One
Kate Anderson flashed hot all over. The summer heat wave assaulting
New York City had nothing to do with it.
Here she was, Miss Efficient Art Gallery Manager, overseeing the
annual "Art in Central Park" outdoor exhibit cosponsored by the
Metropolitan Museum of Art. Yet, what was she doing? She was
fantasizing about the handsome mounted patrol officer galloping up
the path in her direction.
Fantasizing about him naked, to be exact. Prewedding jitters Kate
assured herself. That, and her pesky subconscious trying to
challenge her belief that size didn't matter. Size didn't matter.
Not to Kate. Not if you were a prominent corporate attorney with a
no-nonsense outlook on life that would finally bring focus and
clarity to her life.
She'd met Harold Trent Wellington shortly after her
time-to-grow-up-now thirtieth birthday. From their first date, Kate
had known Harold was exactly the type of man she needed to keep her
grounded. Harold was handsome by any woman's standards-tall, lean, a
touch of distinguished-looking premature gray at his temples. He was
older and settled, another plus. They ... read full excerpt from: Mr. Destiny ebook
