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Автор: Jacqueline Diamond
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      Two brand-new stories in every volume…twice a month!

      Duets Vol. #43

      “If you seek escapist fare, sensuality, romance and a good story, look no further…” than talented Temptation author Jamie Denton, says Under the Covers. Joining her this month is new writer Holly Jacobs with the delightfully funny I Waxed My Legs For This? Enjoy!

      Duets Vol. #44

      Popular Jacqueline Diamond returns to Duets this month. Romantic Times notes she always “delivers a wonderful romance…and combines it with a quirky cast of characters.” Paired with Jacqui is Isabel Sharpe, “a name to watch in the romance genre for her excellent characterizations and smooth plotting,” says Affaire de Coeur.

      Be sure to pick up both Duets volumes today!

      Excuse Me? Whose Baby?

      Jacqueline Diamond

      Follow That Baby!

      Isabel Sharpe

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      Contents

       Excuse Me? Whose Baby?

       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

       Follow That Baby!

       Chapter 1

       Chapter 2

       Chapter 3

       Chapter 4

       Chapter 5

       Chapter 6

       Chapter 7

       Chapter 8

       Chapter 9

      Excuse Me? Whose Baby?

      Jacqueline Diamond

      “So, what’s going on?”

      Jim asked, leaning back in his chair.

      Dex wished she were anywhere but here. The law office was decorated in such intense black and white that humanity seemed like an intrusion. Then, from a back office, she heard a baby cry. If it went with the decor, it must be a baby penguin.

      “Well,” Burt Page said, folding his hands atop his desk, “this is an odd situation. I have Dr. Saldivar’s will here. You’re both named.”

      “But why?” Dex couldn’t imagine that Dr. Saldivar would leave her so much as a test tube.

      Jim shook his head. “I don’t understand, either.”

      “It has to do with Ayoka,” said the attorney.

      “Who?” Dex asked.

      Burt cleared his throat. “She’s the, er, baby.”

      “What baby?” Jim glanced at Dex. “If Dr. Saldivar adopted a child, what could that possibly have to do with either of us?”

      “Ayoka isn’t adopted. She’s yours. Uh…both of yours.”

      Dear Reader,

      Small colleges are delightfully offbeat places where eccentric personalities can bloom. Perpetual students like my heroine, Dex, live in a world apart from the rest of us, so for her I dreamed up Clair De Lune, California, and De Lune University for Excuse Me? Whose Baby?

      I practically grew up on a college campus. My school in Nashville, Tennessee, was affiliated with Peabody College for Teachers, where my mother was an art professor. I later attended Brandeis University in Waltham, Massachusetts.

      My hero, Jim Bonderoff, needed a different brand of individuality from Dex, so I created a household of ex-marines with literally no holds barred! I enjoyed seeing how these two different realms meshed in my new book and I hope you will, too.

      Please write me at P.O. Box 1315, Brea, CA 92822!

      Sincerely,

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      Books by Jacqueline Diamond

      HARLEQUIN DUETS

      2—KIDNAPPED?

      8—THE BRIDE WORE GYM SHOES

      37—DESIGNER GENES

      HARLEQUIN LOVE & LAUGHTER

      11—PUNCHLINE

      32—SANDRA AND THE SCOUNDREL

      In loving memory of Ambrose “Joe” Mercier and his wonderful sense of humor.

      1

      “YOUR LAWYER CALLED.”

      Dex Fenton was trotting down the creaky wooden steps of the English building, carrying a pile of essays she’d just collected from a Shakespeare class, when she heard Professor Hugh Bemling’s remark.

      Lawyer? Whose lawyer was he talking about?

      The thin, bearded professor stood in his office doorway, cleaning his glasses with his shirttail. Shaking back a mass of flyaway brown hair that threatened to block her vision, Dex looked around the hall, but she didn’t see anyone else he could have been addressing.

      “I don’t have a lawyer,” she ventured.

      “Well, a lawyer called and asked for you,”