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  • Mass Market Paperback: 256 pages
  • Publisher: Harlequin; Reissue edition (June 1 2009)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 0373200048
  • ISBN-13: 978-0373200047
  • Product Dimensions: 10.7 x 1.7 x 16.8 cm
  • Shipping Weight: 113 g
  • Average Customer Review: 4.0 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (3 customer reviews)
  • Amazon Bestsellers Rank: #298,179 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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About the Author

The daughter of a town marshal, Linda Lael Miller is the author of more than 100 historical and contemporary novels. Now living in Spokane, Washington, the “First Lady of the West” hit a career high when all three of her 2011 Creed Cowboy books debuted at #1 on the New York Times list. In 2007, the Romance Writers of America presented her their Lifetime Achievement Award. She personally funds her Linda Lael Miller Scholarships for Women. Visit her at LindaLaelMiller.com.

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The tall man ran one hand through his dark hair and shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Despite the heavy woolen overcoat he wore, he was still cold. Swift indigo eyes scanned the first page of the dossier. "So what, Walt?" David Goddard bit out, frowning. "She's the president-elect's third cousin. Since when do third cousins qualify for Secret Service protection?"

Walt Zigman made a contemptuous, impatient sound. Apparently, this assignment wasn't exactly dear to his crusty old heart. "It isn't protection, Goddard," he snarled. "Remember that. This is a surveillance project."

David sat back in his chair, drawing his right ankle up to rest on his left knee. "Surveillance," he muttered, suppressing an unprofessional urge to fling the file on Holly Llewellyn back into the mess that littered Walt's desk. "That isn't our—"

"I know, Goddard," Walt interrupted, falling into his own chair and reaching into one ink-stained shirt pocket for a match to light the cigar stub that was always in his mouth. "I know. I tried to give this thing to the Bureau. I even tried the CIA. But they both threw it right back in my lap. Anything connected with the president or his family is our bailiwick—according to them."

David breathed a swearword. He was tired and he could still feel the bite of the crisp November wind outside. He wanted to get out of Washington and have Thanksgiving dinner in Arlington with his sister, Chris, and her family. He wanted to spoil her kids and lounge in front of her fireplace. "Okay, Walt. So Ms. Llewellyn is our problem. Why am I the lucky one?"

Walt chortled. "Born under the right star, I guess. Come on, Goddard, how bad can it be? You spend a few weeks— maybe a few months—in Spokane. You get the lady to like you. And you make damned sure she's really what she claims to be, and not a courier for that brother of hers."

David had the beginnings of a headache. He opened the dossier again, skimming the rundown on Holly Llewellyn. Twenty-seven years old. Blond. Blue-eyed. Five feet, seven inches tall. A one hundred twenty-three pound pain. "What makes you think she's running secrets? It says here she writes cookbooks."

"Middle Eastern cookbooks," David's supervisor imparted with dramatic import.

David's mouth twisted into a wry grin. "That alone should convict her," he mocked.

"Dammit, Goddard, keep your sparkling wit to yourself. Can't you see that we've got the makings of a scandal here that would make Watergate seem insignificant?"

"A scandal?"

"Yes! How would it look if the new president's cousin turned out to be a traitor? Isn't it bad enough that her brother sold out? She could be cut from the same cloth!"

David sighed. "That's unlikely, Walt. It says here that she's written a book about Scandinavian meatballs. Good God, maybe she's spying for the Swedes!"

"Stow it."

"Or the Danes. You've got to watch those Danes, crafty little devils, one and all."

"Goddard!"

"She wrote Fun With Tacos, too, I see," David pressed on dryly. "Do you think she's working for the Mexicans? Holy guacamole, Batman—do you suppose they're planning to rush up here and take back Texas?"

Walt was leaning into the desk, his meaty hands braced against the edge, his cigar stub bobbing up and down in outrage. "I'm glad you think this situation is funny, Goddard, but it just so happens that the next president of the United States doesn't agree with you! This little lady happens to have a bona fide, card-carrying traitor for a brother!"

David flipped through the rest of the dossier, not so hastily this time. His headache was worse. "Craig Llewellyn," he muttered.

"You remember him, don't you, Goddard?" Walt gibed, going to stand at the barred window of his dingy little office.

Remember? David remembered, all right—how could he help it? Craig Llewellyn's defection had never made the national news, by some miracle, but every federal agent in the country knew the sordid story. "Being Llewellyn's sister doesn't make the lady a security risk, Walt," he pointed out quietly.

"Maybe not. If she wasn't related to our next president, I wouldn't be worried. If she hadn't just spent two months in Iran, I wouldn't be worried. As it is, I'm damned worried."

"You'd think the opposition would have caught on to this before the election…" David speculated, thinking of the outgoing president and the no-holds-barred campaign he had conducted.

"They didn't," Walt broke in. "I'll expect your first report early next week."

"Right." David stood up and stretched. Every muscle in his long frame ached with residual cold. "Is this operation covert, by the way, or do I just knock on Ms. Llewellyn's door and flash my identification?"

Clearly, Walt Zigman had a headache, too. "That was a stupid question, Goddard. You've been on White House Detail too damned long. Spent too much time walking the first lady's dog. Of course it's covert!"

David shrugged, feeling weary. Maybe Walt was right; maybe he was getting soft. Instead of thinking about this case on every level, a part of him was anticipating a day at Chris's place. The kids would be watching the Macy's parade on TV. The smell of roasting turkey would be everywhere….

He reached for the dossier. "Can I take this?"

Walt waved impatiently. "Yeah, yeah, that's your copy."

David tucked the file under one arm. He supposed it was the forthcoming holiday that was distracting him, stirring up bittersweet memories and half-formed hopes, making him feel far older than his thirty-four years. He tried to imagine Marleen, his ex-wife, roasting turkey or settling a band of freckle-faced rug rats in front of the tube to watch a Thanksgiving parade and couldn't. "You having dinner here, Walt?" he asked, his hand on the doorknob. "Tomorrow, I mean?"

Zigman grinned around his cigar stub. "Nope. Going to New York to see my daughter. Happy Thanksgiving, Goddard."

David laughed, though he had a bereft feeling inside. He thought of Marleen studying chimpanzees in Borneo and wondered if she remembered that she'd once wanted to raise an entirely different kind of monkey. "I'll call you on Monday."

"Right."

David stepped out into the wide, familiar hallway, with its lighted paintings and expensively shabby carpeting. In front of the Oval Office, two agents guarded the heavy double doors. He nodded and they nodded back, their faces solemn.

Downstairs, David left the White House by a side door, then strode through the snow-dusted parking lot to his car. At one of the high wrought-iron gates, he showed his ID, even though he was going out, not in, even though he knew the young Marines on duty, knew their wives and their kids and their collar sizes.

Again he felt lonely. Even quietly desperate. As the White House gate clanked shut behind him, he turned up the car radio in a belated effort to cover the sound.

Holly Llewellyn placed the elegantly scripted invitation in the center of the kitchen mantelpiece. Hands tucked into the pockets of her cozy blue jogging jacket, she stood back to admire it.

"Imagine," said her friend and secretary, Elaine Bateman, from her chair at the cluttered trestle table. "Being invited to the White House! An Inaugural Ball! Good heavens, Holly, what are you going to wear?"

Holly's bright, aquamarine eyes danced with mischief and she withdrew her hands from her pockets to push her chin-length blond hair atop her head. "Nothing," she crooned, striking a cheesecake pose.

"That ought to cause a sensation!"

Holly made a face and went back to the printer set up on the end of the trestle table. She began printing out the pages of "Ka-bobs for a Crowd," the initial chapter of her new book. "I meant that I'm not going," she pointed out. "After all, Toby is in school and I've got my classes to teach and this book to finish. These recipes all have to be tested and retested, you know. And there's my newspaper column—"

"Excuses!" Elaine cried, ignoring the finished manuscript, Soups are Super, that she was supposed to be indexing. "Good Lord, Holly, how many times does a person's cousin get elected president? I can't believe you'd miss a chance like this! Besides, you've got until January."

The rhythmic whining of the printer was giving Holly a headache; she closed her eyes and ran her hands down the sides of her trim-fitting jeans. "I'm not going," she repeated sharply.

Elaine sighed in a way that made Holly regret her tone of voice. "Okay, Holl. No problem. Listen, tomorrow's Thanksgiving—do you mind if I take this home and work on it there? I've got a turkey to stuff and ceramic pilgrims to set out in strategic places."

Holly laughed, able to look at her friend now. "Go," she said. "And leave the manuscript here. It will keep until Monday."

Elaine beamed triumphantly, gathering the stack of blue-penciled pages into a neat pile. "You were always a soft touch for ceramic pilgrims," she grinned. "Are you sure you don't want me to work Friday?"

"Positive."

Elaine looked worried now, her wide green eyes watchful. "You and Toby have somewhere to go for Thanksgiving, don't you? I mean, you're not going to sit here and brood or anything, are you?"

Holly felt a tender sort of exasperation. "We're spending the day with Skyler's parents, worrywart. Hie thyself home, before that husband of yours tries to stuff the gobbler on his own. Remember last year? He cut himself on the giblets."

Elaine laughed. "Roy means well," she said, taking her coat from the antique wall rack beside the back door. Shrugging into it, she tossed her glossy brown hair back over her shoulders. "How was he to know that a partially frozen turkey neck can be lethal?"

"How indeed?" Holly chuckled, wondering why she felt so sad. Skyler's parents were nice people; she and Toby would both have a good time at their house.

"Happy, happy," Elaine sang, opening the door to leave and...

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When I read the synopsis for this book, I was expecting the major conflict to be David having to deal with lying to the woman he was falling in love with. But that's only the first half of the book. The second half is focused on Holly being unable to forget that David was responsible for the imprisonment of her brother and not willing to put her heart on the line for a man who has a job that involves risking his life. All the characters in this book are well written. Anyone can easily relate to Holly, and at the same time have sympathy for David and the situation he is in. This is a charming story that moves quickly and is a wonderful, light romance.
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The ending was a little predictable and a bit too quick in time changes. I would give it a thumbs up on the strong characters, primarily Holly, David and Howard. I loved the strong accuracy in terms of the White House. It's good, worth staying up nights.
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0 of 1 people found the following review helpful By K. J. Blake on Jan. 21 2004
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Silhouette Special Edition #277 State Secrets @ 1985
David Goddard's job was to discover if Holly Llewellyn was exactly who she claimed to be before the FBI indicted her for aiding and abetting a fugitive.
Suddenly, Holly found herself challenged by a man like no other. But who exactly was David Goddard, just a man interested in her cooking classes, or someone much more interested in her private affairs? All she knew was that with David, safety and self-control were deserting her.
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Not What I Expected Jan. 21 2000
By Kimberly J. Watson - Published on Amazon.com
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When I read the synopsis for this book, I was expecting the major conflict to be David having to deal with lying to the woman he was falling in love with. But that's only the first half of the book. The second half is focused on Holly being unable to forget that David was responsible for the imprisonment of her brother and not willing to put her heart on the line for a man who has a job that involves risking his life. All the characters in this book are well written. Anyone can easily relate to Holly, and at the same time have sympathy for David and the situation he is in. This is a charming story that moves quickly and is a wonderful, light romance.
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It was good but it could have been a little better. Jan. 14 2000
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The ending was a little predictable and a bit too quick in time changes. I would give it a thumbs up on the strong characters, primarily Holly, David and Howard. I loved the strong accuracy in terms of the White House. It's good, worth staying up nights.
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Great Audio! July 10 2000
By Brenda - Published on Amazon.com
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What's better than soaking in a hot tub and reading a Silhouette Romance? Listening to one. Just be sure to let the love in your life know the man's voice he hears is on tape.
The story starts with a FBI agent named David being briefed on an assignment. What is the assignment? The future president has some unsavory relatives that need to be checked out. When the handsome David Goddard takes Holly Llewellyn's cooking class and moves into her and her nephew's life, she takes the usual precautions. She may be hiding the fact that one relative is about to be president and another is a fugitive, but she isn't denying it to herself, and that is why she is suspicious of everyone. Holly and her nephew find their lives turned upside down because of their popular relatives.
I found this romance at my local library. Although I listened to the abridged version, I don't feel I missed much and was satisfactorily entertained. It is fresh, contemporary and great for those times when you don't have time to read.
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I really enjoyed the book State Secrets It was a "can't put it down " read for me. But I am also a big fan of Linda lael Miller books as I enjoy the Western theme romances she wsrites.
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This book starts off with a rush and doesn't slow down for the entire novel. Her characters are believeably motivated, real, and easy to be caught up in their lives. I ached for their heartaches and hung by my fingernails until the surprizing and satisfactory ending. Ms. Miller is one of my favorite authors and I read her like eating chocolate...can't get enought and hate when its gone.

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