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Автор: Ruth Dale Jean
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      “But I can’t just kiss you.”

      “Why not? It’s easy.” Dylan put his hands loosely on her shoulders.

      Katy shivered. “B-because I’m not in the habit of kissing just anybody.”

      “I’m not just anybody. I’m supposed to be your soon-to-be fiancé.”

      “Nevertheless, I can’t put my heart into it without some emotional content.”

      “Emotional what? Look, Katy, we’re just talking about a kiss here. A very simple kiss between…between friends….”

      He drew her a tiny fraction closer.

      “We’re not friends,” she managed to say. “We’re…we’re…”

      He bent toward her. “What are we, Katy? Can’t wait to see what word you come up with.”

      “We’re—” Doomed, she thought, lifting her hands to touch the wide shoulders while his hands drifted to her waist. “We’re going to put people’s suspicions to rest once and for all.”

      Ruth Jean Dale lives in a Colorado pine forest within shouting distance of Pikes Peak. She is surrounded by two dogs, two cats, one husband and a passel of grown children and growing grandchildren. A former newspaper reporter and editor, she is living her dream: writing romance novels for Harlequin. As she says with typical understatement, “It doesn’t get any better than this! Everyone should be so lucky.”

      Books by Ruth Jean Dale

      HARLEQUIN ROMANCE®

      3413—RUNAWAY WEDDING

      3424—A SIMPLE TEXAS WEDDING

      3441—RUNAWAY HONEYMOON

      3465—BREAKFAST IN BED

      3491—DASH TO THE ALTAR

      3539—BACHELOR AVAILABLE!

      3557—PARENTS WANTED!

      Fiancé Wanted!

      Ruth Jean Dale

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      CONTENTS

       CHAPTER ONE

       CHAPTER TWO

       CHAPTER THREE

       CHAPTER FOUR

       CHAPTER FIVE

       CHAPTER SIX

       CHAPTER SEVEN

       CHAPTER EIGHT

       CHAPTER NINE

       CHAPTER TEN

       EPILOGUE

      CHAPTER ONE

      BABY SHOWERS always depressed Katy Andrews.

      So did wedding showers, April showers and, if she’d been able to think of any other kind of showers, they would no doubt depress her, too.

      The fact was, at the advanced age of thirty, Katy had neither husband, child, nor prospects of obtaining either in the foreseeable future.

      Which was the reason that sitting in the middle of pink and blue crepe-paper streamers in a corner of the Rawhide Café in Rawhide, Colorado, didn’t exactly leave her brimming with enthusiasm.

      That is, until her best friend Laura Reynolds waddled into the café, let out a little shriek of surprise and was immediately obscured by a horde of hugging females.

      Katy sighed. Laura’s baby was due in another month—late September. The glowing mother-to-be had left her job as lifestyles editor of the Rawhide Review newspaper six weeks ago to await the birth of this, her second child. Katy, city reporter for the Review, thought the place hadn’t been the same without her best friend.

      But she had to admit that married life agreed with Laura, who had never looked lovelier. Even minus her customary grace, she was a joy to behold as she waddled up to Katy with a big smile on her face.

      Katy’s answering smile was completely sincere. She might be envious of her friend’s happiness, but she wouldn’t be mean-spirited about it. “Long time, no see,” she said.

      “Too long.” Laura eased herself into a chair across the table. “There just seems so much to do to get ready for the baby.”

      “But you’ve got such good help,” Katy teased.

      “Oh, yes,” Laura agreed airily. “Just what I need—a ten-year-old girl and a seven-year-old boy ‘helping.’ This poor little baby will be lucky to have a bed when it arrives, with all that help.”

      Katy figured that “poor little baby” would be just about the luckiest baby around. It would arrive to find a loving blended family waiting, complete with father Matt, mother Laura, sister Jessica and brother Zach. The importance of a bed paled by comparison.

      “Is Matt getting excited?” Katy wanted to know.

      Laura rolled her eyes. “Deliriously. Even when I informed him that I expect him to go into the delivery room and hold my hand the entire time, he didn’t run screaming from the house.”

      “Brave guy,” Katy agreed. That her old school friend Matt would turn out to be such a rock impressed her. He was certainly nothing like his friend and Katy’s long-time nemesis, Dylan Cole. Katy would have bet that you couldn’t melt Dylan and pour him into a delivery room.

      Laura beamed. “The kids say I owe it all to you and that magic wand they gave to you,” she said with a mischievous gleam in her eyes. “They’re probably right. After all, who else would have forked out hard cash for those magnificent glass slippers? They made it impossible for me to turn down the pleas of my Prince Charming.”

      The two women laughed together, reliving the trials and tribulations leading up to the happy melding last year of Matt and his daughter with Laura and her son into one big happy family.

      Katy had been a willing participant with the children in bringing about the union of two people obviously meant to spend their lives together. Yielding to the children’s pleas, she’d bought the ugliest and biggest plastic shoes in the world for Prince Charming to slip upon the dainty feet of his Cinderella. To avoid any last-minute complications, Jessica and Zach had also made and decorated a “magic wand” out of a paper plate and a dowel, presenting it to Katy as their own special Fairy Godmother. Getting into the spirit of the occasion, Katy had waved that wand around with more enthusiasm than verve.

      “And,” Laura added, “I see you’ve brought your wand with you today. Are we going to need a little magic?”

      “Laura, I need a lot of magic. My family is driving me nuts about—”

      “Laura, Laura, we need you at the head table.” Rawhide’s Mayor Marilyn Rogers appeared to whisk Laura away to the place of honor. Throughout the luncheon, throughout the opening of baby gifts, Katy remained uncharacteristically quiet, in the background,