Kelly
Connors is a single mom who needs help. Little does she know that help
will arrive in the sexy form of Cole Bishop who's working undercover
as a housekeeper.
Caution Man At Work
by
Linda Wisdom
www.triskelionpublishing.com
"Do
you have a fantasy, Cole?" Kelly asked him over breakfast.
He
looked up. "A fantasy?"
She
nodded. "A sexual fantasy."
He
choked on his toast. He had to say she'd been full of surprises lately.
He drank some orange juice to dislodge the piece of toast sticking in
his throat.
"Actually,
I've always had dreams of seducing Queen Elizabeth in the throne room
at Buckingham Palace," he said. "The idea of making it with royalty
has always turned me on."
Kelly
rolled her eyes. "I'm serious," she chided. "I have a fantasy."
Cole
hated to think where his was leading. "A sexual fantasy?" he dared to
ask. She leaned her elbow on the table and propped her chin on her hand.
Her eyes had turned dreamy and looked as if she were gazing toward a
far-off place.
"Do
you know what my fantasy is?" Her voice lowered to a seductive whisper.
"I'm at a party. You, know the kind of party that has an exclusive guest
list and is filled with all the right people. I look across the room
and this man is watching me."
"Tall,
dark and handsome, I suppose," Cole broke in.
"Mmn,"
she breathed, still lost in her fantasy world. "And there he is, just
watching me for awhile."
"Nowadays
they call that stalking," Cole muttered.
Kelly
cocked an eyebrow. "Excuse me, this is my fantasy and stalking is not
involved."
She
took a deep breath. "I sense that he doesn't belong there. Maybe he
crashed the party for reasons of his own. After awhile, he approached
me and asks me to dance. He's witty, charming, and filled with sensuality.
The next thing I know he's escorted me from the party and out to dinner.
But we're not really hungry for food. Instead, we spend the night together.
It's a night I'll never forget although I never learned more than his
first name and that's all he knows about me."
Cole
tensed during Kelly's husky narration. She wanted some strange to pick
her up and make love to her?
"Don't
you consider that dangerous?" he demanded tautly, leaning forward. "If
such a harebrained idea came to pass, you could end up with a pervert
or psychotic rapist."
Kelly's
smile was maddening. She slowly rose to her feet and walked out of the
kitchen. At the doorway, she halted and turned her head to softly conclude,
"Or you."