Carrie Michaels needs a fianceacute;--fast! Her life in Barcelona was turned upside down when she took on her orphaned niece, but now she can't imagine life without the little girl. However, when their future together is threatened there's only one answer: find a man and pretend she's engaged! Carrie can't believe her luck when sexy Spanish lawyer Max Santos discovers her dilemma and offers to help her out by becoming her fake fianceacute;. But little does Carrie realize that Max has needs of his own--one of which is a convenient wife!
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March 14, 2010
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Excerpt from A Spanish Engagement by Kathryn Ross
IT WAS strange how life could change in an instant, Carrie thought as she took her place in the business-class section of the plane. At one time when she was on a business trip to the Paris office she would have lingered after the meetings to enjoy a spot of shopping on the Champs-Elyseacute;es. Or she would have met up with colleagues for a drink. These days she couldn't really care less about all that-- all she could think about was getting home on time to be with her niece. Carrie checked her wrist-watch as the pilot apologised for their delayed departure and said that their estimated time of arrival in Barcelona was four-thirty. It was touch and go now whether she would be home in time to pick Molly up from school herself. Usually it wouldn't have mattered because she employed a nanny as backup. But Silvia had asked for time off this week due to personal problems, and the girl had looked so pale and miserable that Carrie had felt obliged to agree. Somehow she had managed to juggle appointments around and had been able to pick Molly up herself all week. It had been hard work, but despite this she had really enjoyed it. In fact, the highlight of her day was when her niece came running out of class, her dark curls bouncing, and a big smile on her face. The warmth of her welcome and the way she flung herself into Carrie's arms for a hug never failed to move her. Carrie was a successful advertising executive and she was used to life in the fast lane, but she had to admit that in the last few months since Molly had come to live with her her priorities had undergone a serious overhaul. Suddenly her career was no longer the most important thing in her life. And for Carrie that was a massive change. She had always been career-driven, the first to arrive in the office in the morning and last to leave at night. It was that total dedication that had earned her a top job in the agency's office in Barcelona. But these days she couldn't wait to get home, and she found instead of wanting to read business reports in the evening she was more likely to be found reading bedtime stories to Molly. Colleagues in the office were starting to notice the change...and she knew it wasn't going down too well with her immediate superior either. Her job was high-pressured, but also highly prized, and there were a lot of people who were just waiting for her to trip up. But Carrie didn't intend to make any errors. Even though she had been pushed to the limits timewise this week, she had won a lot of new contracts, proving she was still on top of her job. So she didn't care much what anyone thought. Molly needed her and that was all that mattered. It was three months now since the tragic accident that had robbed the little girl of her father and Carrie hadn't hesitated to take her in. What else could she have done? Molly was her half-brother's child and there were no other living relatives except for grandparents who were currently in Australia, and whom Molly hardly knew. One look at the child sitting in the police station waiting for her, looking bewildered and frightened, and Carrie had rushed to sign the forms that would release her into her care. And even though it had caused all kinds of complications in her life--with work, with her social life, which was now practically non-existent--Carrie didn't regret it; in fact she had made an application to legally adopt the child a few weeks ago. She had thought that it would just be a formality, and that by Christmas Molly would legally be hers. But a few days ago she had received an ominous letter from Molly's grandmother stating she wasn't happy about the idea and wanted to come and see her. She was due to arrive tomorrow night and Carrie was more than a little anxious about the visit. Trying to put those worries out of her mind, she opened up her briefcase and tried to turn her attention back to work. Tomorrow was Friday and there was a whole day's work to get