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Showdown at Shadow Junction (Big 'D' Dads: The Daltons, 7, Band 1563) - Softcover

Buch 5 von 6: Big 'D' Dads: The Daltons

Wayne, Joanna

 
9780373698301: Showdown at Shadow Junction (Big 'D' Dads: The Daltons, 7, Band 1563)
Softcover
ISBN 10: 0373698305 ISBN 13: 9780373698301
Verlag: Harlequin Intrigue, 2015

Inhaltsangabe

FAILURE ISN'T AN OPTION FOR THIS NAVY SEAL IN JOANNA WAYNE'S LATEST BIG "D" DADS: THE DALTONS NOVEL 

When Jade Dalton escapes a ruthless kidnapper on the trail of a multimillion-dollar necklace, she flees to the one place no one will find her: her estranged father's Texas ranch. Booker Knox is also on his way to Dry Gulch. After a potentially dangerous situation thrusts her into his arms, the navy SEAL appoints himself Jade's personal bodyguard. 

It isn't every day Booker finds himself being kissed by a gorgeous stranger. Except Jade's a fugitive from justice who's also being hunted by a determined killer. Now Booker will do whatever it takes to protect the beautiful big-city event planner. Failure isn't an option. Neither is walking away when this is all over.

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Joanna began her professional writing career in 1994. Now, Almost sixty published books later, Joanna has gained a wroldwide following with her cutting-edge romantic suspense and Texas family series such as Sons of Troy Ledger and the Big D Dads series. Connect with her at www.joannawayne.com or write her at PO Box  852, Montgomery, TX 77356.

 

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"This is the crown of my collection, the surprise revelation I promised for my final US showing."

Jade Dalton stared in awe at the necklace. A cascade of flawless diamonds, separated by pure green emeralds dangled from Quaid Vaquero's fingertips.

"It's magnificent. It's…" She paused. "Mere words cannot do it justice."

"I'm glad you're impressed. It took over a year to find the perfect gems, almost three hundred of them, hand cut and set in platinum."

"I'm afraid to even ask the price," Jade said.

Quaid smiled. "Two twenty-five. No price bickering. I won't part with it for anyone who doesn't appreciate not only its quality but its beauty and artistic value."

"Two hundred twenty-five thousand?"

He smiled as if amused by her naivete. "Two hundred twenty-five million, my sweet."

"You're kidding, right?"

"Not at all."

"Now you're scaring me. What on earth are you doing with this in your hotel suite? I need to call someone from security immediately. I think Officer Reggie Lassiter is in charge tonight. He'll make sure this is placed in the showroom where he and his security detail can guard it."

"Relax. No one knows it's here but the two of us. Besides, it's well insured."

"Still, this isn't wise, Mr. Vaquero. Had you mentioned this to me, I would never have approved it. Neither would Reggie. And if I were your insurance provider, I would be in a state of pure panic."

"A piece such as this is created to be worn by an equally beautiful woman, not locked away. And not to change the subject, but you've worked closely with me for two weeks now. Don't you think it's time you start calling me Quaid?"

"Quaid it is. But I work for you, not with you. And as your event planner, I am very nervous now."

"I can tell." He put a hand to the small of her back and nudged her toward a full-length tilt mirror. The mirror support and frame were dark polished wood and, like everything else in his luxury suite, looked antique and no doubt far more expensive than it actually was.

"Look at yourself," Quaid urged. "I've never seen you this flustered."

Her nerves were edgy and with good reason. People didn't just walk around a New York hotel with a two-hundred-million-dollar-plus necklace in their pocket. Her ex-stepfather number three had worked as a hotel food manager. He'd told her plenty of stories about professional hotel thieves robbing guests, though admittedly, this was usually when they were out of their room. But you never knew when thieves would become emboldened.

Who'd inspire risk taking more than a world-renowned jewelry designer?

She turned and looked into the mirror, but it wasn't her uneasiness that she saw reflected in the glass. It was the incredibly handsome Spaniard standing behind her with his dark, soul-searing eyes and seductive glances. The man who had mesmerized her for the past two weeks.

His hands brushed her shoulders as he fastened the sparkling work of art around her neck. The shimmering jewels fell into the swell of her cleavage just above the spaghetti-strap red cocktail dress she'd splurged a month's wages on for tonight's event.

"It's breathtakingly beautiful," she murmured truthfully.

"It's you who is breathtaking, Jade. The jewels merely accentuate your natural beauty."

Charm oozed from Quaid every time he opened his mouth. Yet she sensed something more poignant in his manner tonight. Probably just more relaxed because it was the end of his visit to America.

Or could he possibly be interested in a romantic interlude now that their business association was reaching its conclusion? Would he invite her to visit him in his lavish lakeside villa in Spain or perhaps to sail around the Greek Islands on his massive yacht?

Don't even go there, she cautioned herself. The man had supermodels and royalty at his beck and call.

Tonight's event promised to be his best-attended showing to date. His reputation had skyrocketed since his arrival in New York. Wearing jewelry from Quaid Va-quero's collection had become the rage among the ultra-wealthy society set.

Quaid put his mouth to her ear as if they were exchanging secrets. "I would be honored if you'd wear the necklace this evening."

His warm breath on her neck was intoxicating. His offer was incredibly tempting. It was also a terrible idea. Her job was to make certain the night went without a snag, not to model and play princess.

"I'd love to wear this necklace, Quaid. As it is, you might have to pry it from my neck. But anything this valuable must be under one of the museum-quality glass domes for tonight's showing."

"You've assured me there will be cameras and plain-clothes security personnel in abundance."

"Yes, but there are other drawbacks to my wearing it."

"Such as?"

Quaid's fingers trailed seductively from the back of her neck to her bare shoulders. He was not making this easy.

"The necklace must be displayed appropriately so that your potential customers can examine it thoroughly through the glass and hopefully request to try it on."

"Point made. But let me enjoy it on you for the moment."

"For a moment," she acquiesced, "but we really should be going soon. I'm sure the first of your guests are already arriving. They're here to meet you as much as they are to see your creations."

"They can wait. First, I have a gift for you."

"Honestly, that's not necessary."

"Gifts are never necessary, Jade. They should always come from the heart."

He turned, tugged her around to face him and took both her hands in his. Her heart pounded. He was going to kiss her. This was a working assignment. She should step away.

Instead, she lifted her lips toward his. The moment was interrupted by a light tapping. "Room service."

Quaid didn't hide his annoyance as he walked over and opened the door. "I didn't order anything."

"I've got the ticket right here. Room 2333. Champagne for two."

"Someone wishing you luck," Jade said, "not that you'll need it. Your talent speaks for itself."

Quaid stepped aside as the young, uniformed hotel employee pushed in a table holding a bottle of chilled champagne.

The attendant lifted the bottle from the crystal bucket for them to examine. Jade recognized the label and knew from previous events at this hotel that the champagne sold for over five hundred dollars a bottle.

"Can you at least tell me who sent this," Quaid asked the server, "so that I'll know whom to thank?"

The young man looked at the ticket again. "The only information on here is that it's for Mr. Quaid Vaquero at this room number. No charge to you. If you call room service, they may be able to tell you."

"Yes, I'll check with them later."

"Shall I pop the cork and pour?" the server asked.

"You're already here," Quaid said, "so you may as well."

Quaid turned back to Jade, took her hand with an unexpected familiarity and led her to the window that offered a magnificent view of the city. "I could have done without the interruption."

"Yes, but you have a very generous friend," Jade said. Odd timing, though, unless the person who had it delivered knew he was unveiling the necklace to her in...

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Verlag
Harlequin Intrigue
Erscheinungsdatum
2015
Sprache
Englisch
ISBN 10 
0373698305
ISBN 13 
9780373698301
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Anzahl der Seiten
224
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