Maggie Tyson is a single mom with an adorable, precocious 4-year-old daughter. Maggie's ex-husband Jake, who never intending to be a father and who has no care for his daughter, is in prison but he vows to get even with Maggie for testifying against him. She relocates to New York City to work nights at Westlake Security with her sister Kat. She also attends classes during the day to earn Chef status. Maggie's entire life is centered on her beautiful daughter "Cece," and no one stands in the way of her love and care of her child. One evening, inquisitive Cece wanders across the hall from Westlake chasing Herb, her pet mouse, into Gateway Enterprises.
Since his father's death, Rick Stone spends all his time working and has no plans for a family of his own. In fact, his only use for women is to relieve his sexual stress before he moves on. But the impulsive child has her own ideas and steals his heart at the first "hello." Yet when he lays eyes on Maggie, the stirrings in his body are more than physical. Unfortunately, she knows Rick's the sort of man she intends to avoid at all costs. As their feelings grow, Rick's domineering grandfather creates a diversion, and a blast from the past threatens Maggie. Rick refuses to give up the two auburn beauties that have stumbled into his life for fear he will surely have his heart broken. Convincing Maggie to see things his way may take special maneuvers on his part.
C.C. Koen will nurture your soul and inspire love through her endearing characters, especially Cece, a child you will be unable to forget. Falling completely in love with Cece, Rick is a man losing his heart first to an adorable child. Maggie is a mother every child would be privileged to have. With the one priority being Cece, Maggie's life revolves around her daughter. They had me at the first few pages, and this child stole not only Rick's heart, but mine as well. This is a most delightful tale of heart-warming love that is guaranteed to warm every reader's heart. A do-not-miss read if you can have your heart stolen by a child.
What happens when a single momβs four-year-old daughter
falls in love with Mr. Right and she doesnβt?
Maggie Tysonβs rule: no bad boys. Her incarcerated
ex-husband broke her of that attraction. Needing to
escape
his threats and the scrutiny of the people in her
hometown,
Maggie relocates to New York City. Determined to not make
the same mistakes, she has a mile-long list of dos and
donβts. Unfortunately, her daughter, Cecily, doesnβt like
to
follow them. When Cecily wanders away from her and right
into Rick Stoneβs office, Maggie knows heβs the exact
type
sheβs been trying to avoid. Can she resist him or will
she
succumb to his willful charm?
Rick Stoneβs rule: bed them donβt wed them. Running a
multibillion dollar business doesnβt leave him with much
time to do anything else, particularly with an
overbearing
grandfather breathing down his neck. But when a man works
hard, he needs to play even harder. Voted Americaβs most
eligible bachelor, Rick doesnβt have any problems getting
women into his bedβexcept one.
Two auburn beauties stumble into his life.
One will break his heart.
The otherβheal it.
Will he love or leave them?
Contains mature content and language. Not recommended
for readers under the age of eighteen due to sexual
situations and subject matter.
βCece, Cece, where are you?β
They both turned toward the door.
An adult version of the pint-sized girl appeared in the
doorway. This variation, though, had hair on the cherry
side of auburn with twists of milk chocolate streaming
through the strands. A messy ponytail slung high on top
of her head, and thick, curly waves fell over her
shoulder, instead of bright, reddish-orange pigtails like
Ceceβs.
βCece, come here.β The womanβs stern tone communicated
there better not be any arguments. Cece marched across
the room. βMy daughter shouldnβt have run off. Iβm sorry
if she disturbed you.β
A company logo and name written in gold script in a
circular pattern above her left breast caught his
attention: Westlake Security Services. His best friend,
Matt, owned the firm adjacent to his office. Sheβd have
to pass his suite to get there, yet heβd never seen her
before. He inspected her uniform, a gray polo shirt and
black slacks. An outfit heβd seen many times before, but
it never looked that good on anyone else. The fabric,
tucked in at her waist, had a cut that hugged her
handful-sized breasts, and slim pants accentuated her
curvy hips.
He lifted his gaze and found the woman ushering Cece out
the door. βWait.β
Cece turned, beaming a huge smile at him. βI would a told
ya bye.β And just as fast, her little face morphed from
happy to perturbed, aimed at her mother, and with her
arms crossed, Cece shook her head.
Without missing a beat, and as smooth as his mother would
have, the woman redirected Cece. βSay good night to Mr.β¦β
βStone, Rick Stone.β
She set a hand on Ceceβs shoulder, nudging her and
casting a do-what-your-mother-says stare. βI have to get
back to work. Say goodbye to Mr. Stone.β
βWhatβs your name?β He couldnβt let her get away that
fast.
βMaggie.β
βMargareta Cassidy Tyson,β Cece shouted with emphasis, a
pause between each distinction. βMy mama works here.β She
pointed toward the hall. βShe plays on a phone and
'puter. It got lotsa buttons.β She shook her head,
pigtails flinging back and forth over one shoulder then
the other, followed by an overdrawn sigh. βShe donβt let
me push 'em. Donβt ya think I should get to push 'em? He
let me push his.β Cece looked up at her mother and shot
her arm toward him, her shrugging shoulders
communicating, βSee, everybody can do it. No big deal.β
Rick chuckled and then stopped when Maggie spun around,
hands set on her hips. He rubbed his palm along the back
of his neck and shifted from one foot to the other as an
uncomfortable silence engulfed the room. βLet me
explain.β
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