My Fair Fortune

My Fair Fortune
Nancy Robards Thompson

UNBUTTONING THE BRIT . . .In the business world, Brodie Fortune Hayes is known as a man of no mercy. The all-work, no-play PR consultant is sure he’ll have no trouble correcting the image problems plaguing the Cowboy Country theme park. There’s just one complication: the green-eyed beauty sitting behind the boss’s desk who makes his pulse race like a roller-coaster!Caitlyn Moore never imagined working side-by-side with Brodie after sharing a most out-of-character night of passion with him a few months before! And now, thanks to her dad's absence-by-illness, she's his boss? Brodie's bottom-line mentality is as infuriating as his blue-bedroom eyes are intoxicating–but Cait is convinced that there's a heart lurking beneath his Savile Row armor. Perhaps she can prove to him that love is the greatest Fortune of all . . .

MEET THE FORTUNES!

Fortune of the Month: Brodie Fortune Hayes

Age: 33

Vital Statistics: Six feet of maddeningly adorable British charm. He tastes of champagne and mint and … challenge.

Claim to Fame: The mastermind of Hayes Consulting, Brodie can make business troubles disappear. He is also known for stealing hearts.

Romantic prospects: “Brodie the Brit” has no interest in getting serious. Work is his mistress, the lady love of his life.

“Alden Moore hired me to fix his Cowboy Country theme park. What he neglected to mention was that he put his daughter in charge of the project. I cannot work with Caitlyn Moore! I suppose her daddy had no way of knowing what, ahem, previously transpired between us. Success in business depends on keeping a clear head and a closed heart. And Caitlyn is simply too warm, too sensitive and too … much. Between her and all my newfound Fortune relatives, I am being bombarded by good intentions. How is a man supposed to get any work done?”

The Fortunes Of Texas: Cowboy Country Lassoing hearts from across the pond!

My Fair Fortune

Nancy Robards Thompson

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

National bestselling author NANCY ROBARDS THOMPSON holds a degree in journalism. She worked as a newspaper reporter until she realized reporting “just the facts” bored her silly. Much more content to report to her muse, Nancy loves writing women’s fiction and romance full-time. Critics have deemed her work “funny, smart and observant.” She resides in Florida with her husband and daughter.

You can reach her at

www.nancyrobardsthompson.com (http://www.nancyrobardsthompson.com) and facebook.com/nancyrobardsthompsonbooks (http://www.facebook.com/nancyrobardsthompsonbooks).

This book is dedicated to all the Fortune fans and to Susan and Marcia for making it happen.

Contents

Cover (#ucd8aa68b-5acb-5559-8250-110d3ead3712)

Introduction (#u3300634d-adcb-58e5-8c11-21a4d069274e)

Title Page (#uf62b2316-2e58-5178-8fbc-ca6b6976cb52)

About the Author (#u9f3003ff-1942-5934-85a8-4a6dd99f852b)

Dedication (#u18c67bd4-c012-55cd-aa10-802d6329ffac)

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Chapter Thirteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Fourteen (#litres_trial_promo)

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Chapter One (#ulink_21c653e1-cee6-5cba-b6d0-3dc02744365e)

February

“Brides or grooms?” the tall, handsome guy asked.

He had a British accent.

Caitlyn Moore had locked eyes with the tall hunk of gorgeousness only a moment before he’d moved across the room to stand next to her. The accent was the icing on top of an already delicious-looking bit of eye candy.

Too bad eye candy wasn’t on her diet.

“I beg your pardon?” she said.

“Are you here in support of a friend or relative of one of the brides or one of the grooms? Or, perhaps, you’re acquainted with all of them?”

When he’d said all of them, he wasn’t kidding. There were four of each—this was the soon-to-be-famous Grand Fortune wedding—and Caitlyn didn’t know a single one of them personally. From what she’d heard, the Fortunes always did everything in a big way.

“None of the above,” she said.

“So you’re a wedding crasher, then?” Twin dimples winked at her when he smiled.