Pamela Atwater has devoted her life to her career, working for Dane Bergman. Having helped her and her mother by giving her a job when she needed it the most, Pamela has worked hard to become the most efficient, organised assistant that is humanly possible, knowing what Dane needs and should do, even before he does. Even if that job also means she helps him move along the girlfriend queue who will never get what they are looking for - Dane's love.
Naturally Pamela recognises that Dane is unbelievably attractive but she would never cross the line in that department, not that Dane would even dream of looking at her like that. To him she is just good old reliable Pam, always there to help him when he is in a bind, and boy is he in a bind this time.
Dane Bergman has worked extremely hard to overcome his troubled childhood, and is determined to forget his past. With a new club opening and a persistent protestor that seems to have a personal grudge against him, he has a lot on his plate. The last thing he expects to discover is that he has a four year old daughter, Dani, that he knew nothing about. And that he is all that she has left in this world, after her mother died in a tragic accident. Thank god he has Pamela, who seems to have a way with his little girl, even if he is struggling with his own child.
The more time Pamela spends with Dani and Dane, the harder it is for her to remain detached. Determined for Dane to forge a bond with his daughter, Pam forces Dane to spend one month with his little girl on his private island with no distractions. But as Pamela finds herself being dragged into the plan, things get a lot more complicated. For Pamela is coming out of the shadows, and Dane is seeing her for the beautiful, caring, intelligent woman that she is. But Dane does not do forever and that is what Pamela deserves. With a headstrong child, dangerous adventures, sexual tension, and work nightmares, will Pamela be forced to walk away from Dane for good?
THE MILLIONAIRE DADDY PROJECT by Roxanne Snopek is an entertaining contemporary romance that gripped me from the beginning to the end. The character of Pamela is intriguing and I really connected with her and the situations she found herself in. Dane is a sexy hero who has always kept a part of himself closed off, and it was a joy to watch him try so desperately to open up to his daughter, Dani. Roxanne Snopek wrote the situations surrounding parenting and grief in such a tender and compassionate way, and my heart went out to all of the characters.
THE MILLIONAIRE DADDY PROJECT by Roxanne Snopek has got passion, confusion and plenty of misunderstandings, which make for a truly enjoyable modern romance.
In the space of about a second, successful restaurateur
Dane Bergman has gone from millionaire playboy to daddy.
Now he's the sole guardian of a very adorable and willful
five-year-old child, and he's counting on his executive
assistant, Pamela Atwater, to save his ass. Even if it
means bringing her along on a month-long ocean-side
retreat...
Pamela Atwater prides herself on being the perfect
assistant. Whatever Dane wants or needs, she's thereβ
pretending to ignore Dane's golden charm and drop-dead
gorgeousness. On vacation, however, Pamela sees a side of
Dane she never imagined. And it's a side that tempts her
to cross the line between professional and personal. But
is one month enough time to prove to Dane that his
perfect assistant might just be his perfect match?
EXCERPT
Daneβs awareness grew slowly, like the pink light of dawn fingering beneath the
blinds in his room.
Soft clattering noises, kitchen noises, came from somewhere. A Disney soundtrack.
Ah, the Frozen DVD. Dani singing along. Healthy. Happy. A chair scraping against
the floor. Comforting morning sounds.
For some time, he let himself drift, dreaming of a woman, fighting the darkness
with him, holding his fears at bay, letting him feel safe, secure. Whole.
Loved.
So loved.
And so warm.
Soft. Smooth. Rounded curves.
He ran his hand up those curves, pulling the softness against his erection,
letting his fingers wander up to cup a warm breast, feeling one nipple, then the
other, harden at his touch.
βMmm.β She nestled even tighter against him and he reached down, lower, until he
felt silky curls and soft, damp folds.
She shifted, parting her legs slightly, quivering, her hips undulating.
He answered her movements, feeling that nothing had ever been so perfect as this
moment, this hidden refuge, just him and Pam, the two of themβ¦
Pam!
His eyes flew open, and he felt her startle against him.
Pamβ¦in bed with him?
He recalled the night before, checking on the two of them yet again, safely
ensconced in his king bed, exhausted from the frantic nighttime battle with the
frigid ocean. Dani had kicked away the pillow heβd tucked against her and was
shivering again.
When he tried to replace it, he felt her skin. Too cold. Heβd intended to sleep
in the guest bed, but without questioning himself, he crawled in and tucked her
against his chest. With him on one side and Pam on the other, theyβd keep her
warm. She nestled under his chin and the sensation of his little girl letting him
hold her, of being able to provide something that she needed and yes, was willing
to take from him, had brought tears to his eyes.
And that was her now, singing in the kitchen. Sounding right as rain, happy as a
clam, fit as a fiddle. He should go check on her.
But he was here, in bed, with Pam.
βDane?β She sighed softly. βI thought I was dreaming.β
βMe, too,β he whispered, pressing closer. βI hope youβre enjoying it as much as I
am.β
She stiffened in his arms.
βWe shouldnβt,β she said, gasping slightly, βThis isβ¦problematic.β
βHmm.β She was so soft, so warm. So wet. βI canβt wait to give you the solution.β
βDane.β
Damn. They were so close.
βFine.β
He moved his hand, but couldnβt resist winding a damp trail, evidence of her
arousal, up her belly and over her hip. There was no mistaking his response; damn
if he was going to let her pretend she wasnβt right there with him.
βWe should get up,β she said, her voice unsteady.
βWay ahead of you, baby.β He nudged her.
Pamela could barely breathe. Was this really happening? Or was it a dream?
But the solidness of Dane, the weight of him behind her in the bed told her it
was very, vividly real.
βI should check on Dani,β she said, wanting more than anything else in the
universe to stay exactly where she was.
βListen,β he said. βSheβs fine. The doorβs closed.β
From the kitchen, she could hear Daniβs voice singing along with her beloved
characters. Laughing, even.
Beneath the covers, he slid a hand up, then down her body.
βDo you want to go,β he whispered against her neck, his breath sending rivulets
of desire quivering over her skin, βor do you want to stay?β
When sheβd gone to bed, sheβd had a robe on and a child in her arms. Now, she
could feel her robe bunched up somewhere by her knees, the child was making happy
noises in the other room and big hot hands were touching her in places that
desperately wanted to be touched.
Even her dreams werenβt this good.
Her body was moving in time with his hand and she was breathing way too quickly.
She should stop him; she knew she should.
She reached back and found his erection.
He groaned. βSo youβve decided then?β
He throbbed in her hand and she rubbed her thumb over the slick tip.
His finger dipped inside her again and she gasped.
βDecided what?β
He reached to the bedside table and she heard the crinkling sound of a condom
wrapper. She arched her back and pressed against him, angling herself until she
felt him pulsating at the back of her thighs so close, but not close enough.
βDecided,β he said in a ragged voice, βif weβre having sex or not.β
She pushed herself onto him and he was inside her, filling her, trembling against
her as if holding himself back.
But she spread her legs wider to accommodate him and his clever, clever hand that
hadnβt stopped working her, not for a second.
Maybe she wasnβt awake after all, she thought, as the waves rose, and her legs
bucked against the sheets.
βCan I,β she gasped, grabbing his hip and pulling him into her, harder, faster,
βget back to you?β
She cried out as her climax began and she flailed for a pillow to put over her
face. This was too good to be silent, this was a screamer, a shout-it-from-the-
rooftops, barn-burner kind of orgasm, and just when she thought it couldnβt get
better, Daneβs hands moved to her hips, grasping her, pulling her back and forth,
extending her pleasure with his crescendo.
Finally they fell back on the sheets, both breathing hard, both trembling.
The room came back into focus. Pamela elbowed herself around to look at Dane for
the first time
βI guess,β she said, meeting his eyes and seeing in them the same shock she felt
herself, βthat would be a yes.β
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