Seduced by the CEO

Seduced by the CEO
Barbara Dunlop

“There’s always a catch.” Kalissa smiled.

Riley agreed with that. “Catch is—” he settled a hand on her bare hip “—I’m falling for you.”

Her smile widened. “That’s not a catch.”

It was for him, and that was the hard truth. He was quickly coming to care for this woman, but he was destined to upset and disappoint her. There was no way around it.

But not now, he told himself, not today. They could be together for a little longer yet, before the real world crowded in.

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Seduced by the CEO

is part of the Chicago Sons series: Men who work hard, love harder and live with their fathers’ legacies …

Seduced by the CEO

Barbara Dunlop

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

BARBARA DUNLOP writes romantic stories while curled up in a log cabin in Canada’s far north, where bears outnumber people and it snows six months of the year. Fortunately she has a brawny husband and two teenage children to haul firewood and clear the driveway while she sips cocoa and muses about her upcoming chapters. Barbara loves to hear from readers. You can contact her through her website, barbaradunlop.com (http://barbaradunlop.com).

For my husband

Contents

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About the Author (#u1e32545d-c61b-5a7f-aad7-5f6bd5b43ad5)

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Kalissa Smith stripped off a pair of dirt-streaked garden gloves and paced backward from the Newbergs’ house, smiling with both pride and satisfaction. It had taken a full month, but the new lawn gleamed emerald under the August sun. Beyond its scalloped edges, fresh, black dirt was mounded in flower beds positioned against the brick walls of the two-story colonial. Evergreens and dwarf maples were clustered in one corner of the spacious yard, providing shade and privacy.

“The ornamental peppers definitely work,” said Megan, crossing from their company pickup truck in the driveway.

“It’s a bit of a twist,” said Kalissa.

Megan drew a deep breath. “I think they’ll be happy with the twist.”

“They’d better be happy.”

The Newbergs were not the easiest clients in the world, but at least the job was finally complete.

“Did we make any money on this one?” Megan asked.

“I sure hope we did. We were underwater on the turf, but we saved on labor.”

“Only because we did most of it ourselves.”

“Good thing we charge ourselves such reasonable prices.”

Megan smiled at the joke. “It does look fantastic.”

Kalissa couldn’t help flexing her sore shoulders. Her calves were tight and her abs ached from so many days of physical work. On the bright side, she had absolutely no need to visit a gym, and she was developing a very nice tan.

“I’m going to take some pictures for the web site,” she said.

Mosaic Landscaping had been in business for just under a year, starting when Kalissa and Megan had both earned college diplomas in landscape design.