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Her bookshelves still hold those favorite authors – Marie Force, Nora Roberts, Marian Keyes and Cathy Kelly – plus new-found favourites, Bella Andre and Roxanne St Claire, who write stories that echo Cheryl’s own values: family always comes first and life’s struggles and challenges are always surmountable through love.
Cheryl’s three children have now grown up and have families of their own, leaving her arguably free to pursue her dreams of writing novels. She has published 17 so far with another 2 due out soon. She lives in a quiet suburb of New Zealand’s largest city, Auckland, with her wonderful husband, who she married the moment she left school (yes, they were high school sweethearts). She enjoys taking walks with her husband, dinner out with friends, travel, and, of course, weaving sensual stories that celebrate the joy of love, family and resilience.
cheryl.phipps6@gmail.com
Also by Cheryl Phipps
Contemporary
Millionaire - Family Ties Series
The Millionaire Next Door
The Millionaire’s Proposal
The Millionaire’s Seduction
Billionaire Knights Series
Restless Billionaire
Ruthless Billionaire
Reluctant Billionaire
Reckless Billionaire
Resistant Billionaire – out late 2017
Prossers Bay Series
Prossers Bay Boxed Set - Books 1-3
Finding Liam
Seducing Megan
Saving Stephanie
Emily’s Wish
Laguna Beach Series
Weddings in Laguna
Hidden in Laguna
Romantic Comedy - Sycamore Springs Series
Jack and Gill
Adam and Eve
Samson and Delilah out late 2017
Romantic Suspense
Bend But Never Break
Reluctant Billionaire
The sun was stronger now, and after the wines she’d consumed last night, she needed some more water or juice. Possibly both. She swam back to the shore and headed over to her lounger. Christian lay on the one adjacent.
“Good morning, gorgeous.” His tinted sun glasses hid his eyes, but not the dimples in his cheek. He was one handsome, smug, SOB.
“Good morning, Christian.” She quickly dried herself and threw on her top, aware he was studying her.
“Sleep well?”
“Pretty good. Considering.”
“What were you considering that would detract from this Island Paradise, and a wonderful evening?”
She lay down on the lounger and put on her glasses. “How I came to be here.” She could hardly say that in her dark room she had fantasized about him lying beside her, of his hands roaming freely and his lips on hers. Again.
“I don’t think we discussed it last night.”
“You mean you don’t remember after all the wine?”
He grinned. “I remember everything you said and did last night. I’m pretty sure why you came here wasn’t revealed.”
She blushed, remembering the goodnight kiss and how her body responded to him. His kisses could melt ice in Alaska.
“So, what did bring you to Rarotonga, besides a plane?”
Sarah took a quick look around to make sure other tourists were out of earshot before giving him the news. “I’m on my honeymoon. Why are you here?”
“Whoa. You said you weren’t married.”
She had to laugh at the outraged look on his face, not sorry for the teasing. “I didn’t lie. No husband. The groom is back home and probably with another woman by now.”
Christian snapped his open mouth closed, and there was a significant pause before his curiosity kicked in again. “Sounds like an interesting story.”
She shrugged. “Not one I’m comfortable sharing. With anyone.”
“I’m not anyone. I’m your dinner companion.”
Sarah couldn’t help smiling. “It was one dinner.”