Melinda Oliver was happily married . . . sort of. Circumstance had forced her into a temporary marriage with the dashing John Medwin, and now she had to maintain the facade of marital bliss. However, acting like a woman in love was the easiest thing she'd ever done. John's dark eyes held her spellbound whenever she looked into their depths. In fact, Melinda only worried that the farce would end all too soon.
From the moment they first met, John had been fascinated by the incongruous combination of Melinda's serene air and lively, sparkling laughter. She seemed willing to give him his freedom, but he had no desire to escape... .
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