A Kiss to Seal the Deal,Used

Product Description Is true love an endangered species?When city lawyer Grant McMurtie is forced to return to his coastal hometown, he discovers that conservationists plan to carve up the family farm! He furiously confronts the woman in chargeseal researcher Kate Dickson.Used to halftruths after years of making empty city deals, he finds Kate's passion for her precious seals mystifying, but slowly begins to trust this courageous, determined woman. For the first time, Grant's heart is touched and he wants to make a wholly personal contract. Will cautious Kate agree to his final clauseto be together forever? About the Author Nikki Logan lives amongst a string of wetlands in Australia with her partner and a menagerie of animals. Her stories are full of romance in descriptive, natural environments. She believes the richnessand danger of wild places perfectly mirror the passionand risk of falling in love. Nikki authored her first romance on a sabbatical from work. Determined to be published by forty, her first book hit shelves in February 2010, her fortieth year, and she hasn't looked back since. Excerpt. Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Respectfully yoursKate.Grant snorted. Since when had any part of Kate Dickson's dealings with his father been respectful? She and her travelling band of greenies were singlehandedly responsible for crippling Leo McMurtrie's farm. And for his death that had followed.The town might believe old Leo had had a dicky heart, but there were three people who knew otherwise: Leo's best mate the mayor, the town doctor and Grantthe only child who had found his father in the front seat of his idling vehicle. It hadn't even run out of fuel yet.Kate Dickson's letter was still open on Leo's kitchen benchtop. Grant had left it, and everything around it, untouched until the doctor had made his declaration and the funeral was over.He ran his eye over it now.Negotiate the buffer zone Protect the seals Limit farming activity Regretfully First respect, now regret. Right.What was respectful about hounding an old man into letting you onto his land and then putting the wheels in motion to have tight conservation restrictions slammed on twentyeight kilometres of his coastline? About repaying a favour by screwing over the man that had given it to you? Kate Dickson called herself a scientist, labelled her work research, but she was nothing more than a bleeding heart with her eyes on making a name for herself.At his father's expense.The irony that he found himself in his father's corner for the first time now, only after he was dead, that their only common ground should be beyond the grave, didn't escape Grant. Or was it that he just hadn't been willing to appreciate his father's perspective while he'd been alive and so staunchly defending it?He balled the delicate handwritten letterwho wrote by hand these days?and erased the irritating Kate Dickson from his conscience. Then he let his head fall forward onto the hands that fisted on his bench top and took a shuddering breath.And then another.A shrill call made him lurch; he snatched up the phone before thinking. 'McMurtrie.'The uncertain pause sounded longdistance. 'Mr McMurtrie?'Grant understood the confusion immediately. 'McMurtrie junior.''Oh, I'm sorry. Is your father there, please?'A roadtrain slammed hard into his guts. The man who'd raised him had never really been there for him and never would be now. 'No.''Will he be back today? I was hoping to discuss'Breathless. Young. There was only one female that he could think of who hadn't been at Leo McMurtrie's packed funeral yesterday, that hadn't brought a massive plate of country cooking for his orphan son. That would be oblivious to his death. His eyes fell on the letter. 'Miss Dickson, I assume?''Ms.''Miss Dickson, my father passed away last week.'Her shocked gasp sounded genuine. So too the agonising pause that followed and the tightness of her voice when she fi