Too Close To Call

Too Close To Call
Barbara Dunlop

Jordan Adamson is in a jam. His idyllic life in Alaska has never been the same since a chance encounter with a twin brother he hadn't known he had. Jordan has to impersonate Jeffrey in front of his closest colleagues, and in L.A., no less! Good thing Jordan met Ashley Baines–she's offered to steer him clear…right to bed!Ashley's got the biggest promotion of her life standing right in front of her, yet all she can see is tall, hunky, laid-back Jeffrey? He's saying all the right things and making all the right moves, but she's never had the urge to touch him before. Can this be the same uptight guy she once knew, who's now back in town after the same hotshot job she's up for?With the lies closing in on Jordan, can Ashley get past the truth once she knows it? Only one thing's for sure, it's gonna be too close to call!

Now, this was kissing

Jordan’s fingertips found the silky skin between Ashley’s short sweater and little skirt. He longed to explore farther, but they’d agreed on just a kiss.

So he focused on her mouth, kissing her longer, harder, deeper. Only coming up for air to pepper the corners of her mouth with mini-kisses, tasting her soft skin, treating himself to her hidden scent where her neck curved into her shoulder.

But the kiss was a lie.

He was living a lie.

She thought he was Jeffrey, and Jeffrey thought she was the enemy. And here in L.A., Jordan Adamson didn’t even exist. Of all the off-limits women in the whole off-limits world, Ashley took first prize.

There was no way for this to turn out well.

Ashley took a step back, slipping from his arms, breaking their touch. “That was…cataclysmic.”

And he so wanted it to.

Dear Reader,

When Colleen Collins and I decided to write two connected books, we knew we had to use the big city—her area of expertise—and the far north, which is mine. We came up with the idea of The Parent Trap for adults, and both realized we were onto something fun.

Throughout the writing I helped her with northern details, such as whether or not you’d find trees on the tundra and how a dogsled works. At the same time she told me about the peculiarities of television executives and where to eat and shop in L.A. It was an experience we’d both like to repeat someday.

I sincerely hope you enjoy meeting Jordan Adamson, the hero in Too Close To Call, along with his long-lost twin brother, Jeffrey Bradshaw, in Too Close for Comfort.

Happy reading,

Barbara Dunlop

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Too Close to Call

Barbara Dunlop

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

For my dear friend Colleen Collins—city girl extraordinaire.

And for my brilliant editor, Kathryn Lye. We’re not in Kansas anymore!

Contents

Chapter 1 (#u73b868a5-e448-5bac-86ec-a98b1c61d240)

Chapter 2 (#u53126e53-8ef8-58b1-acd0-9cfbaabdc1ca)

Chapter 3 (#uecafe64f-e663-50fa-bff1-8ae12b637560)

Chapter 4 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 5 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 6 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 7 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 8 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 9 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 10 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 11 (#litres_trial_promo)

1

“NATIONAL WEATHER says there’s a snowstorm building off the Gulf of Alaska,” Jordan Adamson called to his dispatcher in the reception area of True North Airlines as he tore the printout from his fax machine.

“Is it going to shut us down?” Wally Lane swiveled on his chair, eyebrows lifting. “Cyd’s heading out on the Arctic Luck run in about ten minutes.”

“We’ve got a few hours leeway, but radio Bob and make sure he keeps an eye on it.”

Flying in adverse weather conditions was part of being an Alaskan bush pilot. Though late October snowstorms could be fierce, Jordan didn’t want his pilots taking unnecessary chances. Go or no-go was a combination of meteorological reports, the view outside the cockpit window and gut instinct.

Jordan reached through the window opening from his small office and handed Wally a copy of the report. “Tell Bob to hold tight in Sitka if necessary.” After a second’s pause, he added, “And remind him to—”

“Keep the customer satisfied,” Wally echoed the rest of Jordan’s words with perfect rhythm and intonation.

Jordan rolled his eyes heavenward. The staff at his small airline in Alpine, Alaska had been teasing him for months about his evangelical customer satisfaction mission.