Born into a magical family, Reggie Scott is content to live her life as normal human, until the moment she’s informed that she’s a newly appointed fairy godmother. Dealing with powers she never thought she’d have, Reggie also faces a curse, a plot to overthrow the magical Council, and an entirely too enthusiastic mother—all in a matter of days.
Jonathan Bastion is a man of power and wealth—with a dangerous secret. He desperately hopes that Reggie’s new powers will hold the answer to his problem, and he isn’t above using her to achieve his goals. What he doesn’t expect is how much Reggie will affect him. Her honor, her honesty, and her strength quickly make cracks in his ruthless exterior.
As danger swirls around them, Jonathan realizes that what was once a ploy to get Reggie to assist him has become a battle to keep her safe and protected…in his arms.
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EXCERPT
Cordelia lifted her hand for quiet, then spoke. “I realize that you all have come here to night to celebrate the engagement of my daughter, Adelaide, but we’ve just received news about our other daughter, Regina, that deserves just as much recognition. Regina has been named the next fairy godmother.”
A murmur passed through the crowd. Reggie felt the myriad gazes fasten upon her, and she tried to smile and give a little wave. Flames erupted in her cheeks and she wondered if she looked as uncomfortable as she felt.
“So lift your glasses to my daughter, Regina.” Cordelia raised her flute. When the glass reached its apex, a colorful burst of sparks floated from the top of the rim. In a moment the air was filled with the miniature fireworks as all the guests joined her in the toast.
“Uh, thanks,” said Reggie. Eloquent as ever, she chided herself.
The crowd’s murmuring mushroomed and then diminished as the guests took a sip from their glasses. From the corner of her eye, she saw Sophronia swigging the fine champagne, and then asking for a refill. Without a doubt, Reggie was going to suffer for her mother’s triumph to night.
Reggie gulped her champagne, glad the moment was over. But the crowd’s noise swelled again, and all gazes focused toward her. She looked down at herself. Nope. Nothing spilled, nothing hanging out.
Then she realized people were staring at a spot behind her and pointing at the house. Reggie turned. A man stood in the doorway. Sun-bleached, thick blond hair framed his head, and his gaze surveyed the crowd. His face was tanned and his sharp features gave him an aura of strength. If that wasn’t enough, the tuxedo he wore clearly wasn’t a rental. It clung to his broad shoulders and tapered to the perfect fit around his waist and hips. The crisp white linen of his shirt offered a stark contrast to the black of the coat, and a purple handkerchief offered a hint of color and whimsy to the otherwise formal attire.
Her breath caught in her throat.
Cordelia gasped beside her. “I can’t believe he came. This is wonderful. Oh, Sophronia will die.”
Reggie tugged on her mother’s sleeve. “Who is he, Mother?”
“Jonathan Bastion.”
A waiter hurried to him with a tray, and Jonathan took a glass from it, then turned to the crowd. “Looks like I missed something. May I add my felicitations, a little late, but no less heartfelt.” He lifted his glass and took a sip.
The guests exploded into multiple conversations. His gaze surveyed the crowd until it landed on her. He smiled, a smile that focused on her as if he had known her his whole life.
She stopped breathing entirely.
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