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The Bachelor's Bed

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The Bachelor's Bed
Jill Shalvis

Lani Mills had a secret crush on gorgeous diehard bachelor Colin West, along with half the women in town. But she was just his cleaning lady, so she'd have to content herself with dusting and dreaming…or would she?Colin needed a fictional fiancée to end his mother's matchmaking attempts. Lovely, loyal Lani was his first choice, and, to his relief, she agreed to pretend they were madly in love. But his relief turned to dismay when she kept forgetting the "pretend" part…

“I shouldn’t have come to your bedroom,” Colin said

“Then why did you?” Lani asked, sitting up. The comforter slid down to reveal more than Colin could handle.

His brow furrowed as he quickly raised his eyes to search her gaze. “You needed—”

“You. I needed you.”

“You were having a nightmare. Anyone would have done—”

“Not anyone. You.”

Colin sucked in a harsh breath. In the pale light, his eyes darkened. “Lani…”

“Touch me.”

She could hear his ragged breath, could feel his struggle for control. “It wasn’t supposed to be like this,” he murmured. “It was supposed to be uncomplicated. Easy.”

“I know,” she whispered, sinking her fingers into his thick, silky hair. “I know.”

Even as he reached for her, he said, “This is going to make it harder.”

“Well, I hope so,” she whispered.

Dear Reader,

I would rather clean toilets than talk about myself, which leaves me in a bit of a quandary when it comes to writing you a satisfying reader letter. But since the heroine in The Bachelor’s Bed cleans toilets for a living, it all sort of works out. While running her cleaning service, Lani dreams of things like marriage and commitment, but she hasn’t found a way to make that happen. (I, on the other hand, found my Mr. Right and we have three wonderful little girls.)

When our hero (who never cleans toilets) asks Lani to be his fictional fiancée, she figures pretending is better than nothing, and—because he’s smart and funny and has a job—she agrees. But we all know that true love is a sneaky emotion. It also conquers all, thankfully, which is what I love about romance.

I hope you enjoy how love works its magic in The Bachelor’s Bed. Let me know what you think—you can write to me at P.O. Box 3945, Truckee, CA 96160.

Happy reading!

Jill Shalvis

The Bachelor’s Bed

Jill Shalvis

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

To Susan Sheppard, for always believing.

Contents

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Prologue

“YOU FORGOT to take the cash I left out for you.”

At the low, unbearably sexy voice in her ear, Lani hugged the telephone closer. They weren’t strangers, not by a long shot, but neither were they familiar enough with each other for her to joke about what the mere sound of his voice did to her insides. Shakily, she let out a breath. Her heart raced, and to combat the funny, weightless feeling that such a severe attraction caused, she leaned back in her squeaky office chair, lifted her tired, worn-out feet up to her desk and closed her eyes.

“Ms. Mills?”

“Yes, I’m here.” He couldn’t know she’d recognize his voice anywhere. She sighed and opened her eyes as she straightened. It wasn’t right to fantasize about a client, no matter how much that client occupied her thoughts. Truth was, he probably occupied the thoughts of every woman in this small mountain town of Sierra Summit. Not that there wasn’t plenty to do in the quaint, lovely place, but Colin West was such absolutely perfect fantasy material.

“Your money for your house-cleaning services,” he repeated patiently. “You left it on the counter.”

“I know. I’m sorry,” she said, embarrassed. At the time, she’d been flustered because he’d been watching her with a silent intensity that she didn’t understand as she’d prepared to leave his house.

“No need to apologize, they’re your earnings.”

Again, that quiet yet steely tone. She was intelligent, she knew she couldn’t love someone she didn’t really know, but she could lust.

He was a man who knew what he wanted and how to get it, and if rumors were to be believed, he rarely ever let anything get in his way. “Ruthless and aggressive” was what they said about him, but Lani believed it was only a front.

To her, he wasn’t frightening or even dangerous, but he was magnetic and passionate and fiercely private.
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