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    His Mistress
    His Mistress
    His Mistress
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    His Mistress

    By Arabella Sheen

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    Anna is horny, and when her best friend suggests they paint the town red, Anna goes along with the idea. Her seven-year-old son is away at a sleepover, and it could be her only chance to get laid.

    Anna isn’t after a serious relationship or a romantic involvement with a guy. All she wants is a one-night stand and plenty of sex, and Dan Holland, a handsome stranger she meets at a bar, might be the solution to her problem.

    Can Dan fulfill Anna’s physical needs or will he invade her emotional safe space and become entangled in her life?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherEvernight
    Release dateOct 27, 2021
    ISBN9780369504524
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    Arabella Sheen

    Arabella Sheen is a British author of sizzling, sensual Contemporary and Historical romance novels. Published with Evernight Publishing, she is also a member of the Romantic Novelists' Association. Arabella likes nothing more than starting a new novel with romantic plots and passionate characters with whom her readers can share some stolen moments. ​In her free time, and when she's not reading or writing romance novels, she is either on her allotment sowing and planting with the seasons or she can be found curled on the sofa pandering to the demands of her attention-seeking moggy. Having worked and lived in the city of Amsterdam in the Netherlands as a theatre nurse for nearly twenty years, Arabella now lives in the southwest of England with her family.

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      His Mistress - Arabella Sheen

      Published by EVERNIGHT PUBLISHING ® at Smashwords

      www.evernightpublishing.com

      Copyright© 2021 Arabella Sheen

      ISBN: 978-0-3695-0452-4

      Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

      Editor: Audrey Bobak

      ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

      WARNING: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews.

      This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

      HIS MISTRESS

      Romance on the Go ®

      Arabella Sheen

      Copyright © 2021

      Chapter One

      The six-inch heels of Anna’s shoes were hooked over a wooden strut that criss-crossed beneath the high barstool she was perched on. Throughout the evening, as she sat at the bar watching satisfied, happy couples come and go, she’d had time to think.

      With her elbows resting on the counter and holding a glass of prosecco in her hand, she was sure she’d made the right decision. What else could she have done except tart herself up and go on the prowl like she had used to do? Her younger, carefree days were long gone yet occasionally, she still had the urge to date.

      Tonight, she was horny. Horny like she hadn’t been in ages.

      A long-forgotten ache throbbed between her thighs, and her breasts beneath the silk of her blouse craved to be crushed and devoured. She was a woman in need, and perhaps tonight was the only chance she would have to get laid … until the next seven-year itch hit her.

      Dressed in a thigh-length black skirt that was way too tight, and a low-neck cream blouse that was obscenely indecent and revealed more cleavage than she was comfortable showing, she had caused quite a stir. More guys had hit on her in the last two hours than in the past decade.

      Are you staying? Deb asked.

      Anna and Deb went way back. They had studied at university and had remained friends, meeting up whenever time and family commitments allowed.

      I’m fine. You go, Anna mouthed.

      With the pulse beat of the music practically drowning out their voices, Anna gave a flick of the wrist and a wave, and gestured for Deb to leave. She also creased the corners of her mouth at the blond-haired, muscle-heavy Viking glued to Deb’s side. His arm was wrapped possessively around Deb’s waist, and although the three of them had spent most of the evening together at the bar, Anna hadn’t caught his name and she suspected Deb didn’t know it either.

      The guy had hung around them, flirting for most of the evening. And when Anna had tactfully given him the cold shoulder, he’d shifted gears and chanced his luck by latching on to Deb. It looked like he was on to a winner.

      Anna knew she was too damn picky when it came to men. She always had been. She could have bagged and bedded the Viking if she had wanted to, but she hadn’t. If she wasn’t turned on by a guy, no matter how good-looking and no matter what he had to offer, she just couldn’t fake an attraction … or an orgasm.

      Deb raised her eyebrows. You sure?

      Phone me tomorrow and we’ll talk, Anna said.

      But I hate leaving you like this. It was supposed to be your night out. We came here so you could get—

      Tomorrow! Anna cut Deb off. She didn’t want the whole world to know she was on the hunt.

      Deb drained her glass and set it on the bar before she picked up her clutch bag, preparing to leave. How will you get home? Deb asked.

      I told you, I’ll be fine.

      But there’s hardly anyone here. Deb sounded frustrated. She was eager to leave but appeared not to want to abandon Anna.

      Anna looked around, and although the crowd was thinning, there were still a few diners at their tables finishing their meals. But she and Deb hadn’t come to Jamie’s to eat. They had only looked in for a drink and to see what was on offer. Perched at the bar, and surrounded by a scattering of people holding a tankard of ale or clutching a cocktail, she didn’t feel as conspicuous as she would have felt if she’d been left on her own at a table.

      The club will close soon. I’ll just finish this drink and then I’ll grab a taxi.

      The one night she was free to live it up, and nothing was happening on the man front. A hunger burned between her legs, and it looked like she would be going home … alone.

      She wanted a one-night stand. One night in the sack to ease her emptiness and then she would send him packing. No aftermath. No repercussions. Just a wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am … and then nothing.

      With a kiss on the cheek, Deb and the Viking left, and then Anna’s shoulders slumped. She could almost laugh at herself for feeling so desperate.

      Her gaze was fixed on the barman, and she hadn’t noticed someone sidle up to her.

      Are you nearly finished? Or would you like another? The deep evocative words whispered in her ear flipped her stomach.

      She swiveled on her barstool to get a better look and decided she liked what she saw.

      Tall, heavyset, and with a faint

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