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Ms. Taken

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2019
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Ms. Taken
Jo Leigh

Single female in love with the boss. Please return favor…This is the ad secretary Jane Dobson secretly wanted to place in "The Personal Touch!" column. Instead, shy but sexy Charles Warren had her tracking down his old college girlfriend with the goal of proposing. If he figures this is in Jane's job description, he is sorely mistaken!Charles is secretly attracted to Jane, but is clueless about her feelings. Until the day she gets conked on the head by a plaster cupid–and he's there for the fallout! Suddenly Jane's now convinced that he's her fiancé and they are passionately in love. Worse, she wants to start the honeymoon…early. Of course, she's mistaken.But is this a mistake any red-blooded, loving man would want to correct?

“Charley,” she whispered, her voice oozing sex and sweetness

Jane touched his arm with delicate fingers. He swallowed, trying desperately to keep his cool. To not let her see that her touch had sent a jolt through him.

“You’re all I’ve thought about for months. In every dream. In every shower. It’s been you. Just…you.”

It was time to leave. She was his secretary—she had temporary amnesia. She thought they were a couple. Time to run as fast as he could in any direction. But her fingers held him captive.

Her mouth, her moist scarlet lips, curved once more into the smile of a temptress. Those eyes…

Dammit. He grabbed her arms with his hands, pulling her close to his now stirring body. His mouth covered hers and he stole her very breath.

Crazy. He was insane. This situation was insane.

But a loaded pistol couldn’t have stopped him. Hell, a whole army couldn’t have stopped him from making love to his “fiancée.”

Dear Reader,

The idea for Ms. Taken kind of bonked me over the head, much like the little incident that happens to Jane in the story. I was minding my own business and I was “struck” with the notion that sometimes we hide our real, vibrant, charming inner selves because we think we should. That people wouldn’t understand.

And then I thought—so what? Who cares what other people think? Being true to ourselves…ah, that’s something worth fighting for. Worth living for.

Thus Jane was born, filled with doubts, hiding behind a wall of propriety, living the life she was supposed to. Her inner world, however, was filled with lust and love and romance and a particularly yummy boss named Charles.

That is until the fateful day when she was minding her own business and—Oops. I don’t want to spoil the rest. Just let me say that working on THE PERSONAL TOUCH! miniseries was a joy from beginning to end. I hope you see a little of yourself in Jane, and that it won’t take a conk on the head to show you how wonderful you are.

I love to hear from readers. You can contact me at www.joleigh.com.

Best wishes,

Jo Leigh

Books by Jo Leigh

HARLEQUIN TEMPTATION

699—SINGLE SHERIFF SEEKS

727—TANGLED SHEETS

756—HOT AND BOTHERED

Ms. Taken

Jo Leigh

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

To Debbi and Peter,

for making me (and the kitties)

part of the family.

Contents

Chapter 1 (#u7690d653-53c8-504d-8b2e-53ec8b440634)

Chapter 2 (#u47097f26-2f6a-59e2-80bd-60111bbf2c07)

Chapter 3 (#uff7df0ff-92bc-5ac1-bb14-a42e7e214ede)

Chapter 4 (#u5b61fc31-5e9d-5a79-8f21-15657399c06e)

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)

Chapter 12 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 13 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 14 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 15 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 16 (#litres_trial_promo)

Epilogue (#litres_trial_promo)

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ONE ORANGE. Five Triscuits. Three baby carrots. One ounce Jarlsberg cheese, cubed. Two Oreo cookies.

Jane Dobson smiled at the perfection that was her lunch. The napkin, a new color for her, blue, had unfolded on her desk in a nice, neat square to reveal each item of food just as she’d packed it this morning. No crumbs. Not a one. That Hello Kitty lunch pail was really doing the job.
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