Butler... With a houseful of foster children, Michelle Worthington needed a handyman, security guard and temporary dad all rolled into one. Her help-wanted ad landed her a thief, a drunk and a cross-dresser! Surely, advertising for a butler would bring her a higher class of a man, wouldn't it? Or Bodyguard? She'd hoped for a proper gentleman; she got Devlin Rhett-six feet two inches, with the features of Adonis and sensuality oozing from every pore of his perfect male body. With his sexy blue-green eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses, he looked more like a bodyguard than a houseboy. She'd bet the bank Dev was no butler-but just who was he, then?

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