She’d got his number…For savvy antiques dealer Rowan Dunn life is good – until a passport error gets her deported back to South Africa! Stranded at the airport, Rowan can only remember two phone numbers: her parents’ (definitely not an option!) and her best friend’s brother’s. As much as she hates it, Rowan knows she has no choice.It’s time to call Seb Hollis and ask for help…Seb is even sexier than Rowan remembers – and just as infuriating! He’s always pushed her buttons, but at least now she knows how to push them back. Maybe it’s time to start sleeping with the enemy – even though Rowan’s sure there won’t be a whole lot of sleeping going on…!
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Joss Wood. The Last Guy She Should Call
‘Isn’t it about time you used your powers for good instead of evil?’
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Knowing that she couldn’t keep her eyes shut for ever, she took a deep breath and slowly turned around. He was leaning against the stone pillar directly behind her, those dark eyes cool. His lower jaw was covered in golden stubble and his mouth was knifeblade-thin.
That hadn’t changed.
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Patch Hollis dropped his leather bag to the path and slapped his hands on his hips.
