An Unexpected Husband


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Skye Martin was hoping for nothing more than some no-strings excitement on her island vacation. What she did not expect was to return home and find out a few months later that her harmless fling had left her pregnant with the child of a man she hardly knew. What she expected even less was for that man to suddenly, by coincidence, be thrust back into her life.

Shaun Collins had lost hope that he would ever again see or hear from the beautiful, sweet girl he’d met on his trip, and the fact that he was about to be a father had never entered his mind. Upon suddenly finding himself close to Skye again and learning that she is carrying his child, he knows what needs to happen. His baby needs a father, and Skye needs a husband. Skye shows no interest in that arrangement, however.

Unfortunately for Skye, Shaun doesn’t plan to take no for an answer, even if that means his hand will need to be applied frequently and firmly to her beautiful, bare bottom.

NOTE: This story contains graphic sexual scenes and spankings, including domestic discipline in a contemporary setting. If such material offends you, please do not buy this book!



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Published 24 July 2012
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EAN13 9781609687892
Language English

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Chapter 1
kye Martin brushed away the annoying tears that coursed down her face no alarSm to sound in three minutes. She lay back against the pillow and closed her eyes. matter how many deep breaths she took to try to stem them. She placed the third white plastic stick on the bedside table next to the other two and set her phone What the hell had she done…
From the first moment she'd set foot off the plane on the tropical island on the first day, she made up her mind that she was going to have fun. She wasn't going to be the quiet one who sat alone in the corner with her ideals and her virtue intact. She was twenty-five years old, for goodness sake, and entitled to a life! This winter break was going to count. She was going to drink and be merry, hopefully with some company of the male variety. She'd made some friends, both men and women while she lay in the sun, ate in the restaurants or drank in one of the many bars. This island was a singles dream. People were here with the sole intention of meeting people and having fun, but she hadn't yet really connected with anyone intimately. It took her a couple of days to get up enough courage to actively try and meet someone but finally realizing that her week was dwindling away, she made the decision to bite the bullet and go to the Time's Up bar. Skye knew that if she set foot in that bar, like everyone else there, she was making a statement, that she was actively looking to meet someone for sex. The dress she wore that night was a far cry from the sedate pants and shirts she wore to school, or even any of the clothes she'd worn so far on this vacation. Although all the clothes she'd worn here were sexier and more revealing than her usual, her outfit tonight could be considered to be risqué. So could the hooker heels. She could just imagine the impression her plunging neckline would make on the seventh grade hormonally charged boys she taught and their female counterparts were already easily led by the celebrities they worshipped. She could just imagine THEM mimicking her newfound taste in clothes. She'd heard it enough before in the teachers meetings. “Dress code starts with the teachers.” There was some truth in that. Children learned by example. “Would you like to dance?” A tall fair-haired man asked. She smiled. “I'd love to…thank you.” She stood up to take his hand, trying to tug down her microscopic dress that had inched way up her thighs when she sat. It seemed like a great idea in her cabin when she was putting it on…or pouring herself into it more likely. Did she just see his eyebrow rise?
“My name's Shaun.” “Hi…mine's Scarlett.” That was the name she'd decided to give herself. A new vacation identity needed a new vacation name. She'd picked the name Scarlett while she donned her red dress. It seemed to fit, better than the dress apparently, which clung to her every curve. Still, it made her feel wanton and sexy. “Pleased to meet you Scarlett,” he said with a smile. He held her tightly against his body and twirled her around the dance floor for the rest of the song and the next, then led her back to her table and bought them both a drink. “Have you been to this bar much since you've been on the island?” he asked. “This is my first time,” she answered returning his smile. “At this bar.” “Mine too,” he said. “Actually this is my first time on this island at all.” “Are you having a good time?” she asked, trying to sound calmer than she actually felt. “Yes and no,” he said. “I'm starting to relax a little.” “This would be the place for relaxing,” she said. “And maybe meeting someone.” Oh God had she said that out loud? Her mouth seemed to have a mind of its own. She was so bad at this kind of stuff, which was why she didn't make a habit of it. “Care for a walk on the beach? It's kind of warm in here,” he asked. “Yes it is,” she said fanning herself with her little clutch purse. It certainly was hot in there. So was he. “So, are we on the same page here?” Shaun asked. When he looked at her so intently, her tummy flipped. “Yes,” she answered clearly. She thought she was going to be nervous but strangely enough she wasn't. She felt like she WAS acting, playing a part. It felt good to let go and flirt a little, especially with this guy. He made her feel relaxed. He wasn't bad on the eyes either. “That's my cabin over there. It has a nice lounger on the porch. We could open a bottle of wine, watch the stars and listen to the waves crashing on the beach.” Skye grinned and leaned in to him as he put his arm around her and steered her towards the porch light.
Skye jumped as her alarm jolted her back to the present. She reached for the last stick. Same telltale red line. It was official. She was an idiot. How could she have let this happen?
“More wine?” “No. Thanks.” She was feeling positively mellow already. “So tell me. What do you do?” he asked with a frown. Skye smiled. “I'm an actress,” she found herself saying. Well she was wasn't she? She was a dowdy little school teacher acting like, well acting like a woman called Scarlett who was about to have a one night stand with a hunky stranger she'd just met. “Oh? What have you done?” Ok, Skye thought. What had she done? “Plays mostly.” She was a tree once in her kindergarten play at school, that counted right?