His Proposition
by Maggie Blackbird
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Her biggest dream’s offered on a platter, but the clincher is, she has to marry a perfect stranger.
When her employer offers the no-nonsense Shannon Nadjiwon the position of chauffeuring Séamus Daugherty, she jumps at the chance. To work for one of Toronto’s most powerful families means she can make her biggest dream of owning a fleet of limos come true, something her female relations tooling away at her Ojibway community want badly for her, and she won’t let them down.
His reckless need for speed cost Séamus Daugherty his license. If he doesn’t marry, as demanded by his overbearing father, he will lose not only his lucrative job with the family business —the only positive aspect in Séamus’ gilded cage life—but everything Daugherty.
The unpretentious and gorgeous Shannon will make the perfect bride, and Séamus is ready to strike a deal with her. One that will ensure he keeps everything he holds dear if she puts a wedding ring on her finger. However, they face three big obstacles: His family, her family, and a marriage neither truly wants, leaving both wondering if the sizzling sexual chemistry and cozy rapport they share is enough to create a happily ever after.
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Shannon opened one of the doors and darted inside to Séamus standing at a full-length mirror fixing the cuffs of his white shirt that must’ve been bleached in the sun, almost blinding. The rich fabric hugged his strong shoulders. He’d yet to tuck in the hem, and the shirt hid his lean hips. His eyes twinkled in the mirror’s reflection.
“Do you like your gift?”
He was beaming, of all things, proud of what he’d done. Shannon held the dress closer to her chest. Didn’t he understand the etiquette between an employer and employee? Of course he did. He was the director of marketing for his father’s company. He probably had many people working under him.
“I... well, yes, I do.” When had it become easy to forget the sir she’d previously glued to her tongue? “But... I can’t... this is too much.”
“Never mind the cost.” He fastened the cuff link. From the way the jewel caught the light, the gold was real and had cost major dough—besides the dress.
“I can’t accept this. I really can’t.” She held out the dress.
He pivoted on his polished black shoe. His dimples seemed to dare her to touch them. “It is a gift, a gift I am asking you to accept, if you please.”
His sophisticated yet beseeching tone hit her with tiny tingles of shock on her spine. Such gentleness swathed each spoken word.
“Well... if you insist.” Shannon swallowed.
His lazy gaze gentlemanly feathered her skin from her toes to her head.
Oh hell, where was her discretion? She’d entered her client’s room wearing nothing but her bathrobe. She skittered backward. “I’ll... I’ll finish dressing.” She held up the dress. “I’ll see you... see you downstairs.
She whipped on her heel and almost kissed the one closed door, fumbled her way out through the open door, and dashed downstairs. Her wet hair slapping her back reaffirmed she’d truly entered his room while highly indecent. The cool hardwood on her bare feet also chastised her for not having the modesty to at least don slippers.
How could one man cause her to make so many mistakes—after eight years of adhering to every single rule her boss had drilled into her?
An Ojibway from Northwestern Ontario, Maggie resides in the country with her husband and their fur babies, two beautiful Alaskan Malamutes. When she’s not writing, she can be found pulling weeds in the flower beds, mowing the huge lawn, walking the Mals deep in the bush, teeing up a ball at the golf course, fishing in the boat for walleye, or sitting on the deck at her sister’s house, making more wonderful memories with the people she loves most.
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