The Husband List

The Husband List
Cindy Kirk

Mr Right-Next-DoorFor orthopaedic surgeon Mitzi Sanchez, every step up the ladder of success had been the result of hard work and self-sacrifice. She had the perfect life in the perfect town. Now she just needed the perfect man…Pilot Keenan McGregor’s life changed forever when he took the blame for someone else’s actions. He just wanted to rebuild and he was definitely not looking to settle down. Still, whenever he worked with Mitzi, their connection was undeniably electric! Soon they became more than just friends with benefits – but could Keenan convince the good girl-next-door that she was the only woman for him?

“If I did come, it would be because I’m hungry. And because I haven’t had … pizza … in weeks.”

“Understood.” He hadn’t had … pizza … in years, either.

“It wouldn’t be a date,” Mitzi said quickly. “And I won’t allow you to pay my share.”

“Hmm.” Keenan rubbed his chin. “I don’t recall offering.”

Her eyes narrowed to slits. She didn’t even crack a smile. “I’ll be blunt. I’m not looking for a relationship with you.”

“Sheesh, Mitzi.” Keenan lifted his hands, palms out. “Way to blow a simple invite into the stratosphere.”

She blew out a breath. “As long as we understand each other.”

Though she did a good job of hiding it, he saw the desire lurking in her eyes. Ah, yes, they understood each other. Quite well, in fact.

He fixed his gaze on her, let it drop and linger on her breasts before returning to her lips. “I know exactly what I want.”

“Oh, yeah? Well, tonight what you’re going to get is pizza.”

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Rx For Love: Just following doctor’s orders …

The Husband List

Cindy Kirk

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

CINDY KIRK has loved to read for as long as she can remember. In first grade she received an award for reading one hundred books. As she grew up, summers were her favorite time of year. Nothing beat going to the library, then coming home and curling up in front of the window air conditioner with a good book. Often the novels she read would spur ideas, and she’d make up her own story (always with a happy ending). When she’d go to bed at night, instead of counting sheep she’d make up more stories in her head. Since selling her first story to Mills & Boon in 1999, Cindy has been forced to juggle her love of reading with her passion for creating stories of her own … but she doesn’t mind. Writing for the Mills & Boon

Cherish™ series is a dream come true. She only hopes you have as much fun reading her books as she has writing them!

Cindy invites you to visit her website, www.cindykirk.com (http://www.cindykirk.com).

To my NIA buddies.

You make getting up early to exercise a true pleasure!

Contents

Chapter One (#u6390b71a-a817-53f6-8e9e-35c239c992b4)

Chapter Two (#u1cf8a748-f11e-5211-9044-e05b0ebe2f7f)

Chapter Three (#uc9e33554-e33a-54bd-a6dc-f1b526694884)

Chapter Four (#ucb19a397-a02e-5ba8-83d3-c628fb66908f)

Chapter Five (#u983dc7eb-4732-5b60-a6ca-5b54f5b69dc0)

Chapter Six (#u103432fd-8d80-5773-8dcf-af61d69ccdbb)

Chapter Seven (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eight (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Nine (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Ten (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eleven (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Twelve (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Thirteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Fourteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Fifteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Sixteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Seventeen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eighteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Nineteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Twenty (#litres_trial_promo)

Epilogue (#litres_trial_promo)

Extract (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter One

The home in the mountains, decorated for fall, now included a banner above the fireplace proclaiming Welcome Home, Keenan. Across the room, a large buffet table held generous portions of everything from brisket to wedges of key lime pie. Travis Fisher and his wife, Mary Karen, had pulled out all the stops for this welcome-home party. Or rather, a get-out-of-prison celebration.

Waiters in black pants and crisp white shirts circulated throughout the house holding silver trays with hors d’oeuvres and champagne.

Dr. Mitzi Sanchez turned down the dumplings and baby quiche then took a glass of wine from a passing waiter before stepping into a secluded alcove to study the scene before her. Since moving to Wyoming three years ago, she’d been to a lot of parties in Jackson Hole.

While it appeared most in attendance had come with someone, she’d arrived alone. Her last guy, an NFL football player, had been more of a fling. But even in a casual relationship she required monogamy, and that hadn’t been in Kelvin’s playbook.