A Private Affair
Donna Hill
Nikita Harrell's drive and determination took her to the pinnacle of the New York publishing world. And it also swept her into the arms of Quinn Parker.A proud man with the soul of an artist and the strength to survive on the mean streets of Harlem, Quinn was everything Nikita had been taught to stay away from–and the one man whose passionate courage ignited desires neither could deny. But when Nikita refused to settle for less than a picture-perfect life, she lost the only man she ever loved.Now Quinn is back in her life as the author of a hot new novel that could propel Nikita's publishing house to unimaginable success. To secure both their futures means confronting the differences that once tore them apart, and fighting the reignited desire that burns more fiercely than either ever dreamed. Now, as unexpected rivals and a sudden crisis force them to gamble for one last, desperate chance to reconcile their dreams, can they fulfill the love that has claimed them body and soul?
A Private Affair
A Private Affair
Donna Hill
www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)
Acknowledgments
My sincere thanks and appreciation to all of my readers who have supported me throughout the years. I feel blessed that A Private Affair is getting a second life and that my beloved character Quinten Parker will reach into your hearts once again. Be sure to collect the entire trilogy—A Private Affair, Pieces of Dreams and Through the Fire—love stories that will stand the test of time. Thank you all so much! Enjoy.
Contents
BOOK ONE
PART ONEQuinn
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
PART TWONikita
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
PART THREEMaxine
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
BOOK TWO
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Epilogue
BOOK ONE
PART ONE
Chapter 1
Quinn poked his head around the partially open bathroom door, shouting over the steam and rush of water. “I’ll check ya later, ’round midnight.”