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Baby Bequest (Silhouette Desire) Mass Market Paperback – November 11, 2008

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Book 4 of 37 in the Cavallo Brothers Series

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"If you're here about my father, you're too late." Jenna Darley took time enough to bite back tears and lift her chin. "I buried him two days ago."

Gage Cameron glanced over from where he was crouching on the lawn, introducing himself to the Darleys' curious Alsatian. A moment after his ice-gray gaze found hers, his square jaw relaxed with a smile that was supportive and, in spite of it all, faintly seductive.

Unbidden heat curled low in Jenna's stomach.

Suits worth thousands had replaced the bad-boy jeans he'd worn twelve years ago, but clearly the lone wolf she'd once loved hadn't vanished completely. Good thing she'd made the choice to grow up. Move on.

Too bad he'd done it first.

With a final ruffle of Shadow's ears, Gage pushed to his feet. Taller than she remembered, he brushed his large tanned hands and surveyed the extensive manicured grounds of her family's Sydney home. Not that it belonged to "family" anymore.

Her father, twin sister and brother-in-law were all dead, victims of a freak helicopter crash. Although she'd received the news ten days ago, Jenna still had trouble believing it. Half the time she was crying, or close to it; the other half she felt… numb. The horror was real, yet it wasn't.

Earlier this week, while she'd sat, dazed, in a lawyer's office, she'd discovered that her father's entire estate had been left to her stepmother, a polished middle-aged woman whom everyone adored… everyone but black sheep Jenna.

The nightmare didn't end there.

Gage sauntered over, the broad ledge of his shoulders moving in a languid, almost predatory roll. When he stopped an arm's length away, his head tilted and chin tipped lower as if she were somehow broken and he could spare the time to fix her.

"I was tied up in Dubai when I heard," he said in a rumbling voice that had deepened over the years. "I flew back as soon as I could."

Jenna twined her arms over her ribs and pressed the sick, empty ache in her stomach. "A waste of your time, I'm afraid."

Jump on your private jet and fly back to your high-powered lair, she thought. There's nothing for you here.

His gaze sharpened as if he'd read her mind. Still he persisted. "If there's anything I can do…"

Her bland expression held. "Thank you. No."

Nowadays Gage raked in millions the way other men raked up leaves. Although his base was Melbourne, Australia, his soaring success was praised in every medium all over the world. From Paris to Penang, wherever Jenna traveled for her freelance writing, Gage's rugged good looks, those piercing gray eyes, seemed to find her—today in the unforgettable flesh.

Unfortunately nothing, including status and wealth, could bring back three members of her family she missed so deeply that she couldn't see this darkness ever lifting. But there was a fourth and final member— her three-month-old niece. It was little Meg that she must concentrate on now.

Anchoring his weight, Gage slid both hands into his trouser pockets. "I'm staying in Sydney for a few weeks."

Through bleary eyes, Jenna tried to focus. "You have business to conduct?" A few more million to make?

Raw magnetism radiated from his tall and impressive frame while little other than cool detachment shone from the depths of those crystal-cut eyes. So commanding and assured. She could only imagine how ruthless he'd become.

"Your father would want me to make sure you're all right," he replied.

Her mask broke.

"You were the housekeeper's son, Gage. My father gave you a bed, an education, and you left without so much as a goodbye. I'm sorry, but why do you think he would care what you said or did now?"

His eyes narrowed so slightly, so briefly, she wondered if she'd imagined it.

"If I thought it would make a difference," he said, "I'd tell you."

She pinned him with a jaded look then turned and sank onto the wooden slats of a nearby garden bench. "Whatever."

If that sounded dismissive or rude, she simply couldn't help it. What little energy she had left needed to be spent on one thing and one thing only.



What do I do now?

She was that little girl's blood, not Leeann Darley. It was wrong that her stepmother should raise Meg, no matter what that stony-faced lawyer or those wills had said. True, these last ten years she'd had no fixed address, and at present she had no legal right to Meg.

She also had no intention of giving up.

Elbows on knees, Jenna gnawed around a thumbnail. When her restless gaze landed on a stick, she picked it up and tossed it for Shadow to fetch while Gage slowly circled her.

"You and your father always locked horns," he said after a long, considering moment. "Everything was left to his wife, wasn't it?"

A withering, dizzy sensation ran through her. Everything was right.

But then she studied him more closely. "What was that? A good guess?"

His mouth tilted. "Surely you've heard of my sixth sense where finances are concerned."

She thought it through and had to concede. Of course Gage's intuition with regard to money matters was well known. Aside from that, it wasn't unusual for a husband to leave the majority of his worldly goods to his wife, including the family property and everything in it.

A dry eucalyptus leaf dropped into her lap. Jenna covered the leaf in her hand and broke it in her fist. The trees had been saplings when they'd first moved here. It seemed that as they'd grown taller, she'd grown more unhappy until one day she'd simply up and left. The frustration of trying to fit in with a blended family… the deep sense of loss whenever she thought of her mother… What she wouldn't give to turn back time to when they really had been a family.

But fairy tales were for children. And sometimes even children missed out.

"I don't care about my father's possessions," she said. There were things far more important than money.

"Tell me, Jenna, twelve years on, what do you care about?"

She gazed up into that strongly hewn face, at the faint scar nicking his upper lip. "If I thought it would make a difference," she quipped, "I'd tell you."

A lazy grin reflected in his eyes. "Try me."

God help her, she was tempted.

She was light on friends—hopping from country to country didn't nurture long-term anything—and she did have an overwhelming urge to confess to someone who knew her background that she'd forgiven her father for remarrying so soon after her mother's death. It hurt like hell that she'd lost the chance to tell him that she loved him, despite their ongoing feud.

Worse, she would never talk to her sister again, the one person she'd truly trusted. Amy had been more than a sibling, more than a friend. She'd been a part of her. And an important part of her sister lived still.

The inescapable truth spilled out. "I have to fight for her child."

His eyebrows nudged together and his hands emerged from his pockets. "What did you say?"

Jenna bit the inside of her cheek, but she couldn't take it back, just as she couldn't will away the salty trail curling around her chin.

She knocked the tear aside. "These last few days have been… difficult."

His frown deepened. "What are you talking about? Whose child?"

"Amy has—" She swallowed against the wad of cotton clogging her throat and rephrased. "Amy had a three-month-old."

He sank down beside her, too close and yet, in other unwelcome ways, not close enough. "He didn't mention a baby."

Jenna's attention caught and she looked at him. "Who didn't mention a baby?"

His preoccupied gaze blinked back from some distant point. "I mean the newspaper report my second-in-charge passed on. It only cited your father's widow, yourself and the three passengers who'd flown out to survey a development site."

She nodded as the details looped their well-worn groove in her brain. "Brad, Amy's husband, wanted Dad's opinion on some acreage he was interested in buying. They left at ten in the morning. Meg stayed with my stepmother."

Jenna had originally booked a flight for her niece's christening next month and had planned on staying a while. Amy had been so excited. The sisters saw each other regularly, but as Jenna had grown older—particularly now that she was an aunt—it hadn't seemed nearly enough. But when she'd received news of the accident, she'd boarded the first flight to Sydney.

Before arriving last week, she'd seen photos of her niece. Since the accident, she gazed at them constantly. Her favorite was Meg's first bright-eyed smile, hugging the panda bear her auntie had sent by Express Mail the day Margaret Jane had been born.

Now that little girl had lost both her parents and was living with a woman who cared more about facials and status symbols than lullabies and kisses good-night. At the funeral, Leeann had mentioned that she and Meg would be flying to San Francisco to visit her aging parents for Christmas; she wasn't certain when they'd return.

Christmas was only three months away.

Jenna clutched the bench slats at her sides and prayed.

I'll do anything, give anything. Just help me find a way.

Shadow trotted back and carefully placed the stick at Gage's polished shoes. He stooped, cast the stick spinning with absentminded skill, then laid an arm along the back of the bench. The heat of his hand radiated near her nape and some crazy, needy part of her almost leant back to absorb it.

"Who has the baby now? Leeann?"

She nodded then forced her mouth to work. "She's always wanted a child of her own."

Leeann's parents had shuffled her off to boarding school at a young age. Jenna and Amy had decided that because Leeann hadn't felt loved growing up, there was a great gaping hole where her heart ought to be, and Leeann thought a child would fill it. A couple of years back, in her early forties, Leeann had faced the fact she might never conceive—which couldn't be a bad thing. From what Jenna had sampled of Leeann's parenting skills, a starving rat would treat its young better.

"Amy told me that Leeann was getting desperate," Jenna continued. "She'd looked into in vitro...


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Product Details

  • Series: Silhouette Desire (Book 1908)
  • Mass Market Paperback: 192 pages
  • Publisher: Silhouette (November 11, 2008)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 0373769083
  • ISBN-13: 978-0373769087
  • Product Dimensions: 4.2 x 0.5 x 6.6 inches
  • Shipping Weight: 0.8 ounces
  • Average Customer Review: 4.8 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (6 customer reviews)
  • Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #1,796,360 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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Billionaire Gage Cameron has returned to town long enough to repay an old debt. Years before he'd been given a choice and had left Jenna Darley without so much as a goodbye.

A freak helicopter accident has left Jenna without any family save her twin sister's baby. Her step-mother, the sole heir to her father's estate, has custody of Jenna's niece and plans to take her out of the country and away from Jenna.

To make matters worse, the man who'd once broken her heart has suddenly shown up offering his support. After the recent loss of her father, sister and brother-in-law, and now possibly any connection to her niece, Jenna knows a broken heart from Gage is another loss best avoided.

But Jenna is desperate to gain custody of her baby niece, and Gage has the money and influence to make it happen. He also has a plan - a temporary marriage that would ensure her successful petition for custody.

However, Gage has made it clear to Jenna that he's incapable of a long-term relationship. As soon as Jenna has custody of her niece, he'll leave.

Gage's reasons for this behaviour make him an exceptional hero, and Jenna's plight and inner strength make this couple's story all the sweeter. I don't want to ruin this story for anyone, but the twist at the end is fabulous.

To date, this is my favourite Robyn Grady book!
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Baby Request is an emotional love story with a little suspense thrown in along with tenderness and second chances for Gage and Jenna.

She once loved him and he left her without a word and twelve years later they have both returned to Australia. Jenna Darley to bury her father, twin sister and her husband and to get custody of her baby niece, Meg. Gage Cameron to settle an old debt to Jenna's father and to make sure she is settled and happy. He's determined to go to any lengths to make sure Jenna gets her niece even if it means marriage.

Jenna is in a state of disbelief....she's lost her entire family in a plane crash and she never made amends with her father for past disagreements or for leaving home. To make matters worse, her father has left his entire estate to her stepmother and the custody of Meg is in jeopardy. On top of everything else, the love of her life has returned home. After spending a short time with him, he offers to assist her in getting sole custody of Meg by offering marriage. Should she take a leap of faith and marry him in order to accomplish getting Meg? Would marrying him destroy her?

Little Meg is the most important thing to her so she agrees to marry Gage and carry on the charade at all risks to her heart. In the end, being with him, having him take care of her, his gentleness, her sexual attraction for him, she's determined to store the memories of their time together knowing in the end it will rip her heart out when he leaves. So she takes what she can, storing those memories away and also focuses on getting little Meg.

There are many lessons for these lovers to learn. For Gage, to come to terms with his past and understanding that he can love and have it all. For Jenna, forgiving her father and understanding why things happened' forgiving Gage and understanding why he left her years ago. Their journey is just plain moving and beautiful!
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Can not fault this well-written story about Gage and Jenna, united to adopt her neice from truly awful step-mother, after Jenne's family die. Simply grabs the heart, fast pace, surprises all the way thru with gritty twist at the end. A beautiful journey in becoming parents as well as lovers. Terrific epilogue xx
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