Valentine's Secret Child

by Christine Rimmer

• ISBN13: 9780373248797
• ISBN10: 0373248792
• Edition: Limited
• Format: Paperback
• Copyright: 2008-02-01
• Publisher: Silhouette

Excerpts

"Valentine." Renata Thompson sighed. Dramatically. "Won't you be mine?"Kelly Bravo glanced over her shoulder, coffeepot in hand. "Doubtful."Renata let out a laugh. "Not a problem. You may be the boss, but you're just not my type."Kelly filled her mug and put the pot back on the warming plate. She took the chair across from Renata. "So, then. Who's your valentine?""His name is Valentine. Mitch Valentine." Renata had the Sacramento Bee spread open on the round breakroom table. She pointed a slim brown finger at a publicity headshot of some guy. Kelly glanced at it without really looking, shrugged and sipped her coffee."You must have heard of him," Renata insisted."Guy has billions. Owns a bunch of companies. Started from zip. Now he's written a book. Making it Happen: Change Your Mind, Transform Your Life."Kelly sipped again. "Sounds...uplifting. But, no. Sorry. The name's not ringing a bell."Renata's mug said Shrink. She grabbed it and took a swig of the murky breakroom brew. "He's speaking at Valley University tonight. I may have to go. Whether he changes my life or not, he is superhot. And as rich as they come. Hot and rich. Does it get any better?""Well, now." Kelly raised her own mug high. "A good sense of humor. Gotta have that.""Honey, if he's rich and hot, he doesn't need to make me laugh. We'll spend our lives shopping--and having sex.""I am shocked, I tell you." Kelly put on her most disapproving frown. "Shocked."Renata spun the paper around and slid it across to Kelly's side of the table. "Look." She plunked her finger down hard right above the photo of Mr. Hotand-Rich. "Tell me you'd pass up a chance with that."Kelly groaned. "Sorry. Not interested. I'm a single mom with a full-time job. I don't have time to go chasing after some Tony Robbins wanna-be.""The eyes alone. In-tense. Look."So Kelly looked. "Oh, my. He's very..." The words trailed off. "Not possible," she heard herself whisper."'Scuse me?"But Kelly didn't answer. She stared at the photo and couldn't believe what she was seeing.From somewhere far, far away Renata was asking, "Kelly? Kelly, are you all right?"She was not all right. Not in the least. Because she knew those eyes. That mouth. That straight slash of brow...Michael.He looked...older.But of course he would, wouldn't he? It had been a decade, after all.His face, once hollow-cheeked, had filled out. His shoulders--what she could see of them--were broader. Much broader. He seemed, in the photo, so...confident. This man looked as if he was ready to take on the world, a mover and shaker if ever there was one, the polar opposite of the boy she had loved.But still. She would know those eyes and that mouth anywhere. Her thin, withdrawn video-game-obsessed high-school sweetheart, Michael Vakulic, had become someone named Mitch Valentine. "God. Kelly. Are you--""Fine." Kelly forced herself to lift her head and aim a smile at the dark, exotic face across the table."I'm fine." She played it light, pretended to fan herself. "Whew. You're right. The guy is hot."Renata's worried frown faded. "Told you so." Now she was looking exceedingly smug. She reached to take the paper back.But before she completed the action, Carol Pace, the center's business manager, appeared in the open doorway. "Renata. I need the file on theJ. Carera family."Renata was one of the four family counselors Kelly had on staff at Sacramento County Family Crisis Center. The woman was amazing with families in trouble, but not so hot at keeping on top of her paperwork. "It should be there. Filed under C.""No kidding. Not there.""All right, all right. I'm coming..." Shaking her curly head, Renata got up and followed Carol out.There was no one else in the breakroom. Kelly had never been so grateful to be left alone in her life.Ordering her hands to stop shaking, she fo