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He enfolded her in his arms, his face buried against her throat. \u2018I thought you\u2019d say no,\u2019 he rained kisses over her face and throat. \u2018I didn\u2019t think you would want me.\u2019 She touched his face with trembling fingertips. \u2018I\u2019m yours, Logan. I thought you already knew that.\u2019 \u2018I do now. Callie\u2014\u2019 \u2018Dinner is ready, Mr\u2014 oh!\u2019 a red-faced Mrs Brown stood in the now open doorway. \u2018I\u2019m sorry, sir,\u2019 she said stiffly. \u2018I had no idea you were\u2014 occupied.\u2019<\/p>\n

Her arms were folded disapprovingly across her ample bosom. It took tremendous effort of will for Logan to answer the woman and keep a straight face. \u2018We\u2019ll be there in ten minutes, Mrs Brown,\u2019 he said dismissively. \u2018Yes, sir.\u2019 With another scathing look she left the room. \u2018Oh, Logan!\u2019 Callie giggled, snuggling into his arms. \u2018The poor woman was scandalised!\u2019 \u2018Damn Mrs Brown,\u2019 he growled. \u2018I\u2019m the one you should feel sorry for, I only have ten minutes to show you how much I love you!\u2019<\/p>\n

Her mouth quirked provocatively. \u2018Then you hadn\u2019t better waste any of it, had you?\u2019 she tempted. Logan grinned. \u2018I think I\u2019m going to like being married to you.\u2019 \u2018I hope so, because I don\u2019t intend sharing you,\u2019 she told him seriously. \u2018I doubt I\u2019ll have the time,\u2019 he murmured into her hair.<\/p>\n

\u2018I\u2019ll make sure of it.\u2019 \u2018Not like this you won\u2019t,\u2019 he taunted. She stood on tiptoe to kiss him, gasping as Logan took over the initiative, his mouth at once demanding and possessive. By the time they walked into the dining-room fifteen minutes later Callie knew herself to be thoroughly kissed\u2014and by the disapproving look on Mrs Brown\u2019s face she knew it too!<\/p>\n

\u2018Perhaps you should tell her we\u2019re getting married,\u2019 Callie giggled. \u2018Then she might stop looking at me as though I\u2019m one of your women.\u2019 Logan gave what she thought of as \u2018one of his arrogant looks\u2019. \u2018Even if you were just one of my \u201cwomen\u201d,\u2019 he said haughtily, \u2018she has no right to look at you in any way. I shall talk to her\u2014\u2019 \u2018Oh no, darling!\u2019 She clasped his hand as Mrs Brown served their dessert to them, a delicious orange concoction made with meringue.<\/p>\n

\u2018Please don\u2019t say anything to Mrs Brown, Logan,\u2019 she pleaded once they were alone. \u2018After all, I have to live here after we\u2019re married.<\/p>\n

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Seduction of an heiress\u2026 When a good friend leaves Callie large shares of his family\u2019s firm, overnight she becomes one of Britain\u2019s wealthiest women and, it seems, one of its most desirable! With suitors flocking to her door, Callie soon finds herself embroiled in a sinister plot with one of the firm\u2019s heirs\u2014one with plans for her marriage\u2026and divorce! So when she meets mysterious millionaire Logan Carrington, his attentions seem genuine\u2014and their sizzling attraction is undeniable\u2026<\/p>\n

But can she trust that his affections are sincere? Originally published in 1982 OceanofPDF.com Love\u2019s Only Deception Carole Mortimer OceanofPDF.com CONTENTS CHAPTER ONE CHAPTER TWO CHAPTER THREE CHAPTER FOUR CHAPTER FIVE CHAPTER SIX CHAPTER SEVEN CHAPTER EIGHT CHAPTER NINE CHAPTER TEN OceanofPDF.com CHAPTER ONE CALLIE added jam to her buttered toast, knowing she would have to start getting ready soon, but lingering reluctantly over her breakfast, making herself another cup of coffee.<\/p>\n

After all, it wasn\u2019t a long drive from London to Berkshire. She wished she didn\u2019t have to go, that Jeff hadn\u2019t put her in this position. Hadn\u2019t she gone through enough the last six months\u2014her mother\u2019s death, Jeff\u2019s own death in a car accident, and now she had to meet his family, a family who hadn\u2019t even wanted to speak to her themselves but had contacted her through a lawyer.<\/p>\n

She had disliked James Seymour on sight. He had sat in that dusty-looking office, surrounded by rows and rows of huge official-looking books, the whole room looking like a mausoleum. And James Seymour had been totally in keeping with the room, fusty and old, looking down his nose at her as he informed her she was the sole beneficiary of Jeff\u2019s will.<\/p>\n

\u2018I am?\u2019 she gasped. \u2018Oh, but surely there must be some mistake,\u2019 she protested. James Seymour looked as if he thought so too, and that Jeff, dear kind, loving Jeff, had made it! \u2018I can assure you there is no mistake,\u2019 he said in his haughty voice. \u2018I was Mr Spencer\u2019s lawyer for many years, did in fact draw up this will for him.<\/p>\n

Caroline Day, 28, Hill Apartments, London. That is you, isn\u2019t it?\u2019 \u2018Well\u2026yes. But I don\u2019t want any of\u2014of that,\u2019 she pointed wildly at the will laid out in front of the lawyer. He looked at her as if she were slightly deranged. \u2018Three-quarters of a million pounds, seven hundred and sixty-three thousand pounds, to be exact \u2014\u2019 \u2018Oh, let\u2019s be exact,\u2019 she said shrilly, sure this man didn\u2019t know what he was talking about.<\/p>\n

Jeff hadn\u2019t been rich, not that rich anyway. Three- quarters of a million pounds! It was unthinkable, unimaginable. James Seymour looked at her over the top of his glasses. \u2018I was being exact,\u2019 he said stiffly. \u2018There is also the matter of thirty-seven and a half per cent of the shares of Spencer Plastics\u2014\u2019 \u2018Spencer Plastics?\u2019 she questioned sharply. His mouth tightened.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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