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“It will never work.”

His eyes blazed into hers. “I think it will.”

She finished drinking her water and didn’t bother to comment.

“Okay, how about this. If I kiss you and you feel nothing then I will walk away.”

“What?” She knew that wasn’t about to happen because she still couldn’t forget the kiss he’d given her last night.

“London, go home. We can try to come up with a different solution tomorrow.” She quickly moved around him and headed toward her bedroom. Feeling self-conscious, she desperately needed to run a comb through her hair. Instead of leaving as she had ordered, London followed her.

“I thought I asked you to leave.”

“It’s too late for that. We’re already engaged.”

“Well, I want to be unengaged.” There was no way she could be married to him. Not with the way she felt about him. He moved closer. She tried to put some distance between them but his body was positioned in such a way that she was trapped between him and a wall.

“I don’t think that’s really what you want.” He pulled her into his arms and before she could take her next breath, his mouth came down on hers. On contact she released a sigh of surrender. Immediately she softened against him.

She closed her eyes and when he touched the tip of his tongue with hers she forgot he was simply trying to prove a point. All she wanted was to taste him.

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For You I Do

ANGIE DANIELS

is an award-winning author of twelve works of romance and women’s fiction. A chronic daydreamer, she knew early on that someday she wanted to create page-turning stories of love and adventure. Born in Chicago, Angie has spent the past twenty years residing in and around Missouri, and considers the state her home. Angie holds a masters in human resource management. For more on this author you can visit her Web site at www.angiedaniels.com.

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A N G I E

D A N I E L S

This book is dedicated to all of the readers who love the Beaumont family as much as I do. This one’s for you!

Dear Reader,

Welcome back to Sheraton Beach, Delaware, where the people are friendly, the men are gorgeous and love is always in the air!

I want to thank all of you for your e-mails, letting me know how much you love those fine Beaumont brothers, Jabarie, Jace and Jaden. Now it’s time for their feisty little sister, Bianca.

Bianca is all set to marry a man she thinks is her soul mate when London breaks some life-changing news.

Now the irresistible London has every intention of proving to Bianca
he
is the better choice. Get ready for a lot of head-butting, but once these two get together it’s going to be hot, hot, hot!

I’ve grown to love this family and hope you have, too.

They’ll be back. I promise. Curl up in a chair and get ready for another fabulous trip to the beach.

Enjoy!

Angie Daniels

Chapter 1

“You’re doing what?”

Bianca Beaumont’s eyes traveled around to all the faces seated at the dining room table.
Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea,
she thought as she took in the startled look of her overly dramatic mother and the pissed-off expressions on each of her brothers’

faces. The only person who looked like he wasn’t opposed to the idea was her father.

Roger Beaumont had fallen asleep.

Jessica Beaumont nudged him in the arm. “Roger, wake up!

Did you hear what your daughter just said?”

With a startled snort, Roger sat up straight in the chair and his head snapped in the direction of his wife. “What? What did I miss?”

Jessica rolled her eyes with disapproval, then centered her attention on their only daughter as she spoke, pointing a long accusing finger in Bianca’s direction.

“
Your
daughter just announced that she’s getting married.”

Bianca sighed inwardly. As far as her mother was concerned, she was always her father’s child when she was in trouble.

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“Married!” Roger barked and then was suddenly wide awake.

“I didn’t even know you were dating.”

“Neither did we,” Jace said. “Young lady, you’ve got a lot of explaining to do.”

“Yes, you do,” the other two J’s replied simultaneously.

Once again, Bianca reluctantly slid her gaze across the table at the grim looks on their faces. Jace, Jabarie, and Jaden. All three of her brothers were overly protective. That was the main reason she’d kept her six-month relationship with Collin a secret.

It didn’t matter that she had turned twenty-five two months ago or that she owned a town house, had a great job and paid all her bills. The three J’s still tried to dictate how she lived. They were married and she had hoped that once they had families they would stop trying to control her life and focus on making babies with their wives. Speaking of wives…desperately, Bianca looked over at the beautiful women, who usually jumped to her defense, for help. Jace’s wife Sheyna looked as if she wasn’t sure how to respond to Bianca’s announcement, while Danica and Brenna shrugged as if to say, “You’re on your own with this one, kid.”

“Well?” Jabarie said impatiently. “We’re waiting.”

Bianca lowered her gaze to the ruby ring on her left hand, hoping for the strength. Tomorrow it would be replaced with a beautiful solitaire. She had been hiding her engagement for almost a week, waiting for the right time to break the news to her family. She’d thought Thursday would be the perfect night.

Now she wasn’t so sure.

There had been an unspoken rule in their home for as long as she could remember that no matter how busy any of them were, the family always met on Thursdays for dinner at Beaumont Manor.

Keeping that in mind, Bianca knew that announcing an engagement was something that needed to be done during a family meeting. She knew that as soon as she stepped out of the room, her family’s tongues would wag and by noon tomorrow every person in the small town of Sheraton Beach would know that she was getting married.

“Sweetie, who’s the lucky man?”

Bianca looked over at Jabarie’s wife, Brenna, and she nibbled her lower lip. “I’m not ready to share that information yet,”

Bianca said uncertainly.

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“Not ready to share?” her father snapped through his teeth.

“Why the hell not!”

“Who are his parents?” her mother asked. To Jessica Beaumont, nothing was more important than one’s family connections.

“They’re dead,” Bianca replied and it took everything not to laugh at the appalled look on her mother’s face.

“I’m still waiting to find out this young man’s name!” her father said impatiently.

Bianca looked over at him with loving eyes. She adored her father. She knew his bark was far worse than his bite. And yet, she had to stand firm in her decision. Giving up Collin’s name before it was time to walk down the aisle was the last thing she was going to do.

After dabbing the corners of his mouth with a linen napkin, Jaden asked, “Why is this the first time we’ve ever heard of him?”

Jaden, the youngest of the three Beaumont brothers, had always been Bianca’s favorite. At least that’s what she thought before he gave her that long, disapproving look.

“Because none of you have ever approved of any of the men I’ve dated.” And because she didn’t want her parents or her brothers—
especially
her brothers—to meet or even know her fiancé’s background until after they were married. Otherwise, they would do everything in their power to stop the wedding from ever happening. And there was no way in the world she could allow that to happen. Her future depended on it.

Jabarie gave a short chuckle that lacked humor. “You want to know why we never approve? Because, Bianca dear, you have terrible taste in men.”

Pauline, her parents’ maid of twenty years, and as far as all the Beaumonts were concerned, a member of the family, returned with a fresh pitcher of cold ice water. Bianca handed over her glass and Pauline refilled it and handed it back to Bianca.

“Thank you,” Bianca said then took a sip and another, waiting for the uneasiness in her stomach to settle. Stalling, she sipped from her glass, which kept her from commenting. Okay, so maybe she didn’t have the best track record with men and maybe she did have a bad habit of picking up what her brothers labeled as “losers,” but they couldn’t say any of her boyfriends weren’t
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ever nice to her, or had any
real
issues. Okay, maybe one or two, but that was neither here nor there. This time she was in love.

She was certain of it, or at least that’s how she would have described what she felt.

Do you really know what love is?

She didn’t trust herself to answer. Quickly, Bianca sat up in her chair. Now was not the time to start second-guessing herself.

She loved Collin and no matter what her family thought, she was going to marry him.

“Sweetheart, how can I plan a wedding without a name?” her mother asked in a high-pitched whine.

“Easy, Mother. All he has to do is show up,” Bianca said with a defensive tilt of her chin. “I’m not about to disclose his identity because I know how all of you think,” she said and pointed her finger at every member of the family, sitting around the mahogany table, large enough to comfortably seat thirty people. “The three J’s will try to track him down for one of their little talks. And you, Daddy, will hire a private investiga-tor and dig up every single parking ticket that man has ever gotten. Well, I’m not letting that happen this time.” She had been through it enough times to know how the four men in her family operated.

“And you, dear mother, all you care about is me finding someone who makes
you
look good. Well, this time I’m doing things my way.” On the verge of tears, she reached down for her fork and brought her salad to her mouth.

Jessica gasped. “Bianca, you’re my daughter. All I ever wanted was for you to be happy.”

Bianca swallowed the lettuce that was suddenly stuck in her throat. “I
am
happy.”

Roger raked a frustrated hand across his face the way he always did when he was trying to stay calm. “Honey, please understand why we are all upset. You can’t just spring information like this on us,” he said, his voice a touch cooler than before.

“We don’t know his name. Does he even have a job? Sweetheart, come on, tell me something.”

Okay, that was reasonable enough. Nodding, she finished chewing then said, “He’s a staff sergeant in the air force.”

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“The military!” her father cried. His eyes widened at the revelation.

Letting her napkin to fall to the table, her mother sat there staring at Bianca. Gaze narrowed, her lips pursing in disapproval.

“Please tell me this is some kind of practical joke,” she finally said.

Jace shook his head then got up from his seat and made a show of looking under the table.