Seducing the Heiress by Martha Kennerson Read Free Book Online Page B

“bad boy” reputation. Unfortunately, Farrah had seen him at his worst when it came to his appetite for the opposite sex, and now she didn’t believe he could ever change. Trying to convince her that he had wouldn’t be easy and Robert just hoped that his plan wouldn’t backfire.
    â€œWhat was that?” Momma Penny asked, snapping him back to the present and making him realize she might have overheard something she wasn’t meant to.
    â€œNothing... I need your nurse focusing on you and not me,” he said, tightening his grip on the steering wheel.
    â€œYes, but sweetheart, you really do need someone, a wife to take care of you...to cook for you when I’m gone,” she explained.
    â€œFirst of all, we both know you’re not going anywhere,” he said, and the thought of losing the older woman sent a piercing pain through his heart. “You promised, remember?”
    Every night for three years after his parents died, in order to help him get to sleep at night, Momma Penny would promise she’d never leave him. As he became older, her promise became monthly, then yearly, and had substantially changed to “always being with him even when she wasn’t because she’d always be in his heart.” Those constant promises had gotten Robert through some very dark days and he’d always be grateful to her for that.
    Momma Penny sighed. “Yes, I remember.”
    â€œSecond, I’ve been taking care of myself for a long time now. With the exception of our weekly date night, where you insist on cooking for me, I eat quite well on my own. My housekeeper makes and freezes meals for me every week. She ensures that I have plenty to eat,” he declared.
    â€œYeah, most of which you don’t eat,” she scolded.
    â€œAnd how would you know that?”
    â€œI hired your housekeeper, remember? Besides, nobody can cook like your Momma Penny,” she said.
    â€œTrue,” he said, smiling to himself, picturing Momma Penny’s look of gratitude after he’d cleared his plate.
    â€œYou still need someone special in your life. Preferably a wife ,” she insisted.
    â€œI do need someone and I’m working on it.” Robert was surprised at how honest he was being and just how good it felt.
    Momma Penny gasped. “Really, who is she?” she asked, her voice filled with excitement, but not letting him answer. “I know she’s beautiful since that’s the only way you walk...no, wait, it’s roll. Which is it, walk or roll?” she asked.
    â€œIt’s ‘roll,’ and Momma Penny, please stop watching all those reality TV shows,” he said, chuckling at her new obsession with housewives shows, celebrity dance competitions and anything that started with yelling and ended with fighting.
    â€œWhen can I meet her?” she pressed. “I only know your male friends. I never get to meet any of your lady friends. They never stick around longer than a few weeks.”
    â€œHow do you know...? Never mind,” he said.
    â€œSo, when can I meet her?”
    â€œSoon. I just have to convince her that she needs me, too,” Robert promised.
    I will convince her, too. Although she’s going to be really pissed when she finds out the truth.
    â€œConvince her? Who is this person? She must be crazy. Doesn’t she know how lucky she is to have your sights set on her?” she asked, not bothering to keep the shock from her tone.
    Robert chuckled at how animated she’d gotten. He could picture her five-foot frame straightening in her favorite chair, where she would be sitting and looking out the big picture window in the living room of the three-bedroom house he’d had built for her several years ago. Momma Penny had always been a lion when it came to her only child, her blue-eyed wonder—the nickname she’d given him as a baby and still used today.
    â€œMomma Penny—”
    â€œYou