By Tessa Dare
"**A transitority engagement, an entire life within the making . . .**
After years of fending for herself, Kate Taylor chanced on friendship and reputation in Spindle Cove—but she by no means stopped longing for love. The final position she'd search for it truly is within the palms of Corporal Thorne. The military commander is as stone chilly as he's brutally good-looking. but if mysterious strangers come looking for Kate, Thorne steps ahead as her fiancé. He claims to have purely Kate's defense in brain. So why is there smoldering ardour in his kiss?
Long in the past, Samuel Thorne dedicated his lifestyles to guarding Kate's happiness. He wishes what's most sensible for her, and he is familiar with it's no longer marriage to a guy like him. To live longer than their transitority engagement, he needs to hold his arms off her tempting physique and lock her hot smiles out of his withered middle. It's the hardest conflict of this hardened warrior's existence . . . and the 1st he turns out destined to lose.
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