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Автор Ferrarella Marie
“You’re trying too hard to remember, Luc,”
Alison said, her tone sympathetic to his frustration. “Sometimes, memories come when you least expect them. ”
Luc turned around to face her. Something was nudging a thought in his mind. But it was shimmering just out of reach.
“Yeah, maybe you’re right,” he said finally.
He saw her smile and immediately felt something stir inside him in response. The smile was sensual, but innocent at the same time. More questions came to mind, but this time they had to do with her.
Maybe she was the missing link—not just to his memory, but to his heart….
Found: His Perfect Wife
Marie Ferrarella
To Sissie, For her friendship, Jessie’s mom
Contents
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Epilogue
Prologue
Terrific, just terrific.
For the first time in a very long time, he felt like having a drink. But that wouldn’t help anything. It was because he’d taken a drink—several drinks—that he was in this predicament to begin with.
“Bad news?”
Luc LeBlanc looked over his shoulder to see his cousin Ike standing behind him. The Salty, the saloon they both owned and Ike ran, was nearly empty this time of day.
Ike had been watching his cousin for a while now. He indicated the letter lying on the table in front of him.
Luc drew the letter closer to him. “What makes you ask that?”
“The vein in your neck looked like it was going to pop out just then. ” Without waiting to be invited, Ike turned the letter toward him and scanned the contents. They were closer than brothers and there were no secrets between them. For that matter, there were precious few in a town the size of Hades.
It was average only by Alaskan standards. Coming to the portion that had Luc silently swearing, Ike raised his eyes to look at his cousin. “Wow, what makes Jacob think you’re—?”“Married?” Luc shrugged, looking off. “Might have been something I said when I ran into him in Anchorage. ”
“Well, if you want to save face, looks like you might have to go on a wife hunt. ” Ike grinned. “I’d lend you mine but I’m just getting the hang of being a husband myself and I might lose my place if I let you borrow Marta for appearance’s sake. ” He grew serious. “What are you going to do?”
Luc stared down at the letter. “I don’t know. ”
“This,” Ike said as he got up to get the bar ready for the mine workers who came in to the Salty Saloon at noon, “is going to be interesting. ”
Interesting wouldn’t have been the word he would have used, Luc thought. Frustration surged through him. He resisted the urge to crumple the letter. Crumpling it wouldn’t make the problem go away. It was coming via an airplane in a little more than three weeks. Both of them were coming.
Served him right. He’d lied; now he was going to have to pay for it. Which meant owning up to the truth.
