When Holly Anderson agreed to spy on Los Angeles's most eligible bachelor, she knew Steven Chadwick was notorious for guarding his privacy and that only a clever ploy would gain an interview. But being trapped in an elevator with him wasn't exactly what she had in mind! Still, being rescued by the millionaire with the sensuous mouth and windblown hair was terrific, especially when he appointed himself her protector: buying her groceries, massaging her sprained ankle, and setting her skin on fire with his knowing hands. Once she'd succumbed to his sizzling embraces, she just couldn't supply her sleazy boss with Steven's secrets--gained by concealing her identity from him. Holly wanted to admit her own part in the charade to the man who'd won her love, but the time just never seemed right. Would only marriage keep them out of the scandal sheets?

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