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  “Looking good,” Derrick said.

  “Roarke number three is adorable!” Eva gushed.

  “Matt, you sure are grinning hard,” Derrick said. “Lorena, what did you do to my brother to make him so happy?”

  “I didn’t do anything,” Lorena said.

  “Yes, she did,” Matthew said. He took her hand and drew her close. He looked down at her and she saw the love in his eyes. Pure and strong for everyone in the room to see. “She gave me another chance.”

  THE END

  More Stories by Delaney Diamond

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  The Arrangement

  Fight for Love

  Private Acts

  Hawthorne Family series

  The Temptation of a Good Man

  A Hard Man to Love

  Here Comes Trouble

  For Better or Worse (winter 2013)

  Bailar series (sweet/clean romance)

  Worth Waiting For

  Short Story

  Subordinate Position

  The Ultimate Merger (summer 2012)

  Free Stories

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  About the Author

  Delaney Diamond is the bestselling author of sweet and sensual romance novels. Originally from the U.S. Virgin Islands, she now lives in Atlanta, Georgia. She has been an avid reader for as long as she can remember and in her spare time reads romance novels, mysteries, thrillers, and a fair amount of non-fiction.

  When she's not busy reading or writing, she's in the kitchen trying out new recipes, dining at one of her favorite restaurants, or traveling to an interesting locale. She speaks fluent conversational French and can get by in Spanish. You can enjoy free reads and the first chapter of all her novels on her website.

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  Book Excerpt

  From The Temptation of a Good Man, Book 1 of the Hawthorne Family series

  Can true love be found after one night of passion?

  Celeste Burton goes out with her girlfriends to celebrate turning thirty and winds up spending an unforgettable night with the man of her dreams. One week later, as a favor, she attends a wedding with a friend as his date and is shocked when she sees Roarke again.

  Roarke Hawthorne despises cheating. Cheating tore apart his family years ago. When the physics professor sees the woman he spent the night with show up at his sister’s wedding on the arm of his brother, he knows he should keep his distance. But because of the night they set fire to the sheets in his hotel room, he can’t resist the urge to be close to her—nor can he resist the temptation to have her back in his bed.

  Excerpt

  Lust flickered in his eyes, and for tense moments they stared at each other, lost in the memories of heated whispers and tangled sheets. Then, as suddenly as he’d grabbed her, he dropped her arm like a hot coal.

  “Derrick doesn’t deserve to be lied to and made a fool of.” He stepped around her toward the door.

  Celeste grabbed his forearm to stall his exit. “Wait, please.”

  “Celeste, I can’t do this.”

  She slipped between him and the door. She couldn’t be the reason for a confrontation between the two brothers, and she couldn’t bear the humiliation of Derrick finding out she’d slept with his brother the first night they met. “Please don’t say anything to Derrick. I’ll stay out of your way. I promise. You won’t even know I’m here.”

  He looked down at her hand, and she followed his gaze to where her fingers wrapped around his arm. She withdrew them with haste. When her eyes found his again, desire shimmied down her spine at the hunger she saw in his.

  “That’s not what I meant,” he said, his voice thick and low. “I can’t be near you. You’re too much of a temptation. Maybe you can stay away from me, but I don’t know if I can keep my hands off of you.” He slammed his palms against the door above her shoulders.

  Celeste jumped, her eyes widening in shock. Shaken, she pressed back against the hard door to distance herself from him. They were too close, and the instinctive movement did little to protect her from the heat of sexual frustration emanating from his pores.

  His chest rose and fell with each deep breath, and a storm brewed in his dark brown eyes. “What are you doing to me?”

  The tortured question needed no answer. Even if she’d been obliged to respond, he seized her mouth before she could, and his tongue thrust between her lips. The muscular, dark cords of his arms encircled her waist and held her against his body, crushing her soft curves into each hard contour of his.

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