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CHAPTER ONE

IF the world was a fair place the perfect solution to Miller Jacobs’s unprecedented crisis would walk through the double-glazed doors of the hip Sydney watering hole she was in, wearing a nice suit and sporting an even nicer personality

Unlike the self-i at the small wooden table opposite her who probably should have stopped drinking at least two hours ago

‘So, sexy lady, what is this favour you need from me?’

Miller tried not to cringe at the man’s inebriated state and turned to her close friend, Ruby Clarkson, with a smile that said, How could you possibly think this loser would be in any way suitable asweekend?

Ruby arched a brow in apology and then did what only a truly beautiful woawatt smile and told him to take a hike Not literally, of course Chances were she’d have to ith him at some point in the future

Miller breathed a sigh of relief as, without arguered towards the packed, dimly lit bar and disappeared from view

‘Don’t say it,’ Ruby warned ‘On paper he seemed perfect’

‘On paper luet to know them that the trouble starts’

‘That’s morose Even for you’

Miller’s eyebrows shot up She had good reason to be feelingwhite wine she wouldn’t even cook with, and was no further towards solving her problem than she’d been yesterday A proble a boyfriend ould love to come away for a business weekend and keep a very iant potential client in check

TJ Lyons was overweight, overbearing and obnoxious, and had taken her ‘not interested’ signs as soe Apparently he had told Dexter, her boss, that he believed Miller’s cool, professional i to be set free and he was determined to add her to his stable of ‘fillies’

Miller shuddered as she recalled overhearing him use that particular phrase

The man was a chauvinistic bore and wore an Akubra hat as if he was Australia’s answer to JR Ewing But he had her rattled And when TJ had challenged her to ‘bring your hubbie’ to his fiftieth birthday celebration, where she would also present her final business proposal, Miller had smiled sweetly and said that would be lovely

Which meant she now needed a man by to Mr Inebriated the flick

Ruby rested her chin in her hand ‘There’s got to be someone else’

‘Why don’t I just say he’s sick?’