October 21st, 2021
Home | Log in!

On Top Shelf
Mary Ellen TaylorMary Ellen Taylor
Fresh Pick
STEELSTRIKER
STEELSTRIKER

New Books This Week

Latest Articles

BOO-k Spectacular


October ushers in great books with holiday themes!

Slideshow image


Since your web browser does not support JavaScript, here is a non-JavaScript version of the image slideshow:

slideshow image
You never get a second chance at a first kiss…


slideshow image
Fake Homecoming. Fake Boyfriend. Real feels.


slideshow image
She's come to Captivity to go wild…


slideshow image
A terrific, twisting romantic thriller that will keep you guessing.


slideshow image
Tis the season … for unexpected love.


slideshow image
Blessings, Georgia series, where the glow of a small-town Christmas and excitement of a winter love story will warm your heart!


Since your web browser does not support JavaScript, here is a non-JavaScript version of the image slideshow:

slideshow image
Secrets are every where

Excerpt of Second Chance Baby by Susan Meier

Purchase


Babies in the Boardroom #2
Harlequin Romance
May 2011
On Sale: May 10, 2011
Featuring: Nick Andreas; Maggie
192 pages
ISBN: 0373177275
EAN: 9780373177271
Kindle: B004U73TN4
Paperback / e-Book
Add to Wish List

Romance Contemporary, Romance Series

Also by Susan Meier:

Reunited Under the Mistletoe, December 2021
Mass Market Paperback / e-Book
The Billionaire's Island Reunion, November 2021
Mass Market Paperback / e-Book
Tuscan Summer with the Billionaire, June 2021
Mass Market Paperback / e-Book
Hired by the Unexpected Billionaire, August 2020
e-Book
The Bodyguard and the Heiress, April 2020
e-Book
Cinderella's Billion-Dollar Christmas, November 2019
e-Book
Falling for the Pregnant Heiress, August 2019
e-Book
A Diamond for the Single Mom, January 2019
e-Book
Carrying the Billionaire's Baby, August 2018
e-Book
Wedded For His Royal Duty, July 2016
Paperback / e-Book
Pregnant With A Royal Baby, February 2016
Paperback / e-Book
Head Over Heels for the Boss, September 2015
Paperback / e-Book
Her Brooding Italian Boss, January 2015
Paperback / e-Book
The Twelve Dates of Christmas, November 2014
Paperback / e-Book
Chasing the Runaway Bride, November 2014
e-Book
The Sheriff's Secret, April 2014
e-Book
Her Summer with the Marine, March 2014
e-Book
Single Dad's Christmas Miracle, October 2013
e-Book
A Father For Her Triplets, May 2013
Paperback / e-Book
The Billionaire's Baby SOS, February 2013
Paperback / e-Book
Nanny For The Millionaire's Twins, August 2012
Paperback / e-Book
The Tycoon's Secret Daughter, June 2012
Paperback / e-Book
Kisses On Her Christmas List, December 2011
Paperback / e-Book
Baby On The Ranch, June 2011
Paperback / e-Book
Second Chance Baby, May 2011
Paperback / e-Book
The Baby Project, April 2011
Paperback / e-Book
Maid For The Single Dad, August 2010
Paperback
Maid for the Millionaire, July 2010
Mass Market Paperback
The Magic Of A Family Christmas, November 2009
Mass Market Paperback
Maid In Montana, June 2009
Mass Market Paperback
Her Baby's First Christmas, December 2008
Mass Market Paperback
Millionaire Dad, Nanny Needed!, August 2008
Mass Market Paperback
Her Pregnancy Surprise, October 2007
Mass Market Paperback
With This Kiss, August 2006
Paperback
One Man and a Baby, July 2006
Paperback
Wishing and Hoping, June 2006
Paperback
Snowbound Baby, November 2005
Mass Market Paperback
Prince Baby, September 2005
Mass Market Paperback
Baby Before Business, July 2005
Mass Market Paperback
Twice a Princess, March 2005
Paperback
Love,Your Secret Admirer, September 2003
Mass Market Paperback
The Nanny Solution, May 2003
Mass Market Paperback
Baby On Board, March 2003
Mass Market Paperback
The Tycoon's Double Trouble, March 2003
Mass Market Paperback
Married In The Morning, July 2002
Paperback
Married Right Away, March 2002
Paperback
The Boss's Urgent Proposal, January 2002
Paperback
Marrying Money, May 2001
Paperback
Cinderella And The Ceo, February 2001
Paperback
Hunter's Vow, December 2000
Paperback
His Expectant Neighbor, September 2000
Paperback
Oh Babies!, March 2000
Paperback
Bringing Up Babies, February 2000
Paperback
Baby Bequest, January 2000
Paperback
The Rancher and The Heiress, May 1999
Paperback
Husband From 9 To 5, February 1999
Paperback
Guess What We're Married, November 1998
Paperback
In Care Of The Sheriff, February 1998
Paperback
Merry Christmas, Daddy, December 1996
Paperback
Wife In Training, September 1996
Paperback
Temporarily Hers, September 1995
Paperback
Stand In Mom, June 1994
Paperback
In For Life, May 1990
Paperback
Take The Risk, April 1990
Paperback

Excerpt of Second Chance Baby by Susan Meier

"Your ex-wife applied for the job as your assistant." Nick Andreas glanced up at his current assistant, soon-to-be-retired Julie Farnsworth. He'd just flown back to North Carolina after six weeks in New York City. He was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to go to his beach house, get out of his monkey suit and take a nap on his hammock. He'd only popped into the office because he had a huge bid due to renew the government contract that was the bread and butter of his manufacturing plant. He had to get an assistant in now.

He just wasn't sure hiring Maggie Forsythe as Julie's replacement was the best way to go. When he had a bid due, his assistant worked with him—directly with him, at his side—ten hours a day, six days a week. No man wanted to spend that much time with his ex-wife. Not even an ex-wife he hadn't seen in fifteen years. An ex-wife he barely remembered.

He tossed his pen to his desk. "You wouldn't be telling me this if she wasn't qualified."

"She's qualified. Overqualified in some respects."

"And she actually applied?"

"Well, we certainly didn't drag her in off the street." He laughed and leaned back in his chair. So Maggie wanted to work for him? He smiled skeptically as weird feelings assaulted him. He hadn't thought about Maggie Forsythe in over a decade. Now, suddenly, he could vividly recall how the sun would catch her red hair and make it sparkle, her wide, happy smile, the sound of her laughter.

"Sorry if I'm finding all this a little hard to believe, but we didn't exactly part on the best of terms. Andreas Manufacturing should be the last place she wants to work."

His sixty-five-year-old assistant caught his gaze with serious dark eyes. "She needs the money."

She was broke? The way he'd been when they'd met?

Memories of his childhood and teen years cascaded through his brain like water spilling from a waterfall. Maggie at six, toothless in first grade, dividing her morning snack with him before they went into the building so no one in their class would see he hadn't brought one. Maggie at twelve, fishing with him so he and his mom could have something for supper. Maggie at sixteen, hanging out in the souvenir shop where he worked, entertaining him on long, boring afternoons before the tourist season picked up. Maggie at eighteen, swollen with his child.

A long-forgotten ache filled his chest and made him scowl. The woman he was remembering with such fondness had dropped him like a hot potato when she'd lost their baby. She hadn't loved him. She'd only married him because he'd gotten her pregnant one reckless night. Twenty minutes after they'd returned from the hospital after her miscarriage, she'd been out the door of his mom's house. Out of his life.

"She should have as many reservations about working with me as I have about working with her."

"Her stepmom died while you were in New York. Rumor has it, she came home for the funeral and decided her dad needed her. She quit her job and moved back permanently but in three weeks of looking she couldn't find work—unless she wants to commute to the city." Julie peered at him over the rim of her glasses. "Aside from tourism, you're the only real employer in Ocean Palms."

He picked up his pen again. "Hire her."

Julie gasped softly. "Really?"

"Sure. We were married as kids. Fifteen years have gone by." He wasn't such a selfish, self-centered oaf that he'd let someone suffer because she had the misfortune of having a history with him. He knew what it was like to have no options. He'd spent his entire childhood living hand-to-mouth. He wouldn't ignore the person who, as a child, had shared with him, helped him, even rescued him a time or two.

Plus, if Julie said Maggie was the person for the job then she was.

Julie rose. "Okay. She's in my office. She said she can begin today. I'll bring her in and we can get started."

Nick sat up in his seat. Today? He didn't even have ten minutes to mentally prepare?

Julie walked to his office door and opened it. "Come in, Maggie."

A true Southern gentleman, Nick rose from the tall-back chair behind his huge mahogany desk. Ridiculously, he couldn't squelch the pride that surged up in him as he took in the expensive Persian rugs that sat on the hardwood floors of his office, the lamps from China, the heavy leather sofa and chair in the conversation area, the art from the broker in New York City. He was rich, successful, and his office showed it. He'd fulfilled the promise of his youth. He had brains and skill and he'd parlayed those into wealth beyond anyone's expectations. One look at his office would tell Maggie he wasn't the eighteen-year-old boy she'd deserted anymore.

The click of high heels on the hardwood announced her arrival two seconds before she appeared in his doorway. Her gorgeous red hair flowed around her, but it was shaped and curled in a way that framed her face, not straight as she had worn it when they were married. Her once sparkly green eyes now held soul-searching intensity. Her full red lips rose slightly in a reluctant smile.

Just as he wasn't the eighteen-year-old she'd left behind anymore, she didn't look a thing like his Maggie.

He relaxed as his gaze involuntarily fell from her face to her dress. A simple red tank dress that showed off a newly acquired suntan, but also couldn't hide her slightly protruding stomach.

She was pregnant?

He gave her tummy a more thorough scrutiny. She was pregnant.

And suddenly he was that eighteen-year-old boy again. Seeing his woman, the love of his life, swollen with his child. More memories washed over him. The dreams he'd had for the kind of father he would be rose up as if he'd been lost in them only yesterday. Love for her, the woman bearing his child, burst in his chest.

But this wasn't his child. She'd lost their child.

And she didn't love him.

Hell, he no longer loved her.

"Come in," he said. His voice was tight with a bit of a squeak but he ignored that, motioning to the chair in front of his desk.

Maggie took a few hesitant steps inside. Now trim instead of lanky, she wore her pregnancy the same way another woman would wear a designer dress.

That was when he realized she was probably married.

Happily married. Not scared and hesitant, with no other options because her stepmom had kicked her out of the house. But happy. Having a child with the man she loved.

He swallowed the knot that formed in his throat, reminding himself that these emotions churning through him were ridiculous. He was over her. Plus, they hadn't even seen each other in fifteen years. The feelings weren't really feelings. They were residue. Like cobwebs that had clung to the walls of his brain and would disappear once he got to know the adult Maggie.

"Julie wants to hire you but I have a few reservations."

He didn't even try to stop the words that flowed from his mouth. Though he'd already told Julie to hire her, now that he saw she was pregnant, he had some concerns. Not about the "feelings" seeing her pregnant aroused, but about her ability to do the job.

She gracefully sat on the chair in front of his desk, smiled softly. "You mean because we were once married?"

He snorted a laugh, but Julie's hand flew to her throat. "You know, I think I'll just go get us some coffee."

Nick said, "She can't drink coffee," at the same time that Maggie said, "I don't drink coffee."

Julie said, "Then I'll get some coffee for myself." She fled the room, closing the door behind her.

Nick sat back in his chair, reaching deep inside himself for the calm that was his trademark. He had to treat her as any other employee and speak accordingly.

"For the next four weeks I need my assistant to work ten-hour days."

"Six days a week. I get that. Julie told me."

"Can you keep up?"

"Of course I can keep up. I'm pregnant not sick." The room plunged into eerie silence. Memories of the day she'd lost their baby haunted him like menacing ghosts.

As if recognizing where his thoughts had gone, Maggie sighed. "Nick, I'm fine. Really. And I need this job. If you don't hire me I'll have to get work in the city and commute an hour each way."

"An hour commute might be better for a pregnant woman than racing around the plant looking for documents I need, assembling information from different departments—"

He paused to catch her gaze and when he saw green eyes sparking with fire, everything he intended to say fell out of his head. He remembered that look very well, remembered how many times it had taken them straight to bed.

"I already told you I can keep up."

He took in a quiet breath, reminding himself that Maggie was a married woman who wanted to work for him. The last thing he needed to be thinking about was how her fiery need for independence had played out between the sheets.

"Yeah, well, maybe I want some kind of proof."

She smiled sweetly, calmly. "In a couple of months, I'm not going to be pregnant anymore. Then you're going to be sorry you lost the chance to hire me."

A laugh escaped. Dear God. This really was his Maggie. Fiery one minute, serene the next. And the common sense, logical Maggie could be every bit as sexy as the impassioned one.

But she was married.

And he was a runaround now.

Having a father who'd abandoned him had made him want commitments, but Maggie leaving him had set him straight on that score. And he'd changed. He wasn't simple Nick Roebuck anymore. The guy who hadn't taken his father's name. The guy who wanted commitments. A wife. Family. Nope. Nick Roebuck was gone. He was now Nick Andreas, playboy.

"Besides, my father needs me."

Shifting in his chair, Nick blew his breath out in a gusty sigh. Who he was didn't matter. Who she was didn't matter. She was off-limits. "I'm sorry about your stepmom."

"Thanks."

Excerpt from Second Chance Baby by Susan Meier
All rights reserved by publisher and author

© 2003-2021 off-the-edge.net  all rights reserved Privacy Policy