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---- originally published as --- Betting On Grace
Four sisters named after royalty, with dowries fit for a queen. Their Gypsy fortuneteller mother predicted each would marry a prince…of sorts.
She's a princess with more to lose than her dowry.
Las Vegas restaurateur Grace Parlier doesn't gamble, but she's risking her dowry on a new business with her late father's friend because casino owner Charles Harmon has what she wants: location, location, location. The money may have been earmarked for a wedding, but everyone knows Grace has terrible taste in men. Look at the way her heart races every time her family's latest Romani rescue comes close. But how could an ex-con from Detroit possibly be the prince she was meant to marry?
He's a Detroit cop with no skin in the game—or so he wants to believe.
Nick Lightner goes undercover in Vegas for one reason only: to take down scumbag Charles Harmon. Does he believe Lucky Chuck is a human serpent threatening his birth father's family? Hell, no. Nick knows who he is and where his allegiance lies. Certainly not with a sexy "princess" who makes the few drops of Romani blood in his veins run hotter than a winning streak at the craps table. His heart maintains a safe distance…until the princess takes a bullet meant for him, then all bets are off.
Four sisters named after royalty, with dowries fit for a queen. Their Gypsy fortuneteller mother predicted each would marry a prince…of sorts.
She's a princess with more to lose than her dowry.
Las Vegas restaurateur Grace Parlier doesn't gamble, but she's risking her dowry on a new business with her late father's friend because casino owner Charles Harmon has what she wants: location, location, location. The money may have been earmarked for a wedding, but everyone knows Grace has terrible taste in men. Look at the way her heart races every time her family's latest Romani rescue comes close. But how could an ex-con from Detroit possibly be the prince she was meant to marry?
He's a Detroit cop with no skin in the game—or so he wants to believe.
Nick Lightner goes undercover in Vegas for one reason only: to take down scumbag Charles Harmon. Does he believe Lucky Chuck is a human serpent threatening his birth father's family? Hell, no. Nick knows who he is and where his allegiance lies. Certainly not with a sexy "princess" who makes the few drops of Romani blood in his veins run hotter than a winning streak at the craps table. His heart maintains a safe distance…until the princess takes a bullet meant for him, then all bets are off.
