Stephanie Bond – Baby, Drive South (страница 1)
Praise for the novels of
STEPHANIE BOND
“The perfect summer read.”
—Romance Reviews Today on Sand, Sun…Seduction!
“[My Favorite Mistake] illustrates the author’s gift for weaving original, brilliant romance that readers find impossible to put down.”
—Wordweaving.com on My Favorite Mistake
“This book is so hot it sizzles.”
—Once Upon a Romance on She Did a Bad, Bad Thing
“An author who has remained on my ‘must-buy’ list for years.”
—Romance Reviews Today
“True-to-life, romantic and witty, as we’ve come to expect from Ms. Bond.”
—The Best Reviews
“Stephanie Bond never fails to entertain me and deserves to be an auto-buy.”
—Romance Reviews Today
Baby, Drive South
Stephanie
Bond
This book is dedicated to every person
who has ever lived in “the country”…
and to those who long to.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Stephanie Bond was raised on a farm in Eastern Kentucky where books—mostly romance novels—were her number one form of entertainment, which she credits with instilling in her “the rhythm of storytelling.” Years later, she answered the call back to books to create her own stories. She sold her first manuscript in 1995 and soon left her corporate programming job to write fiction full-time. Today, Stephanie has over fifty titles to her name, and lives in midtown Atlanta. Visit www.stephaniebond.com for more information about the author and her books.
Contents
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter Thirty-Two
Chapter Thirty-Three
Chapter Thirty-Four
Chapter Thirty-Five
Prologue
Marcus Armstrong gaped at his two younger brothers sitting on the other side of his desk, unable to believe his ears. “Is this a joke? The last thing we need in this town is women!”
Middle brother, Kendall, averted his gaze and wiped his hand over his mouth. But their younger brother, Porter, always the hothead, leaped from his chair.
“This isn’t a joke, Marcus, and you’re being an idiot!”
Marcus planted his hands on his desk, then pushed to his feet. “Watch your mouth, little brother. I can still pin your ears back if I have a mind to.”
Porter’s chin went up. “I’d like to see you try that.”
Kendall stood and positioned himself between them, hands up. “That’s enough, you two. Let’s sit down and discuss this like businessmen—and brothers.”