could always count on in a pinch because you knew she’d be free.
Or was she?
Maybe, after Elle’s clever alterations, and with the help of Gavin’s experienced touch, she’d truly morphed and changed into someone new. Someone exciting and desirable, whose life would now unfurl and brighten like a flower after the rain.
“I’ve never met anyone quite like you, Bree.” Gavin rested his head on the pillow, peering at her through sleepy, half-closed eyes.
“Me? There’s nothing special about me.” She kicked herself for giving in to the familiar urge to run herself down.
A frown furrowed Gavin’s brow. “Everything about you is special.” He stroked her chin with his thumb. “You’re warm and kind and caring. You’re clever and creative and artistic.”
Bree swallowed. She’d heard those before. They were the kind of compliments her starchy aunts offered, usually after critiquing her posture and lamenting her lack of marital prospects.
“And you’re the best looking woman in San Francisco.”
“Only in San Francisco?” She couldn’t help teasing. His smoky gaze roamed over her naked body making her feel like the most beautiful woman on earth.
“Definitely in the whole Bay area. And the State of California. And the entire West Coast.”
Bree mock pouted. “And there I was hoping for the Midwest, as well.”
“I haven’t spent much time there so I’m not an authority.” His narrowed gaze twinkled with mischief.
“Never mind then.” She tossed her curls. Gavin took one in his fingers and tried it on like a ring. “That’s rather suggestive,” she murmured.
“Perhaps that’s my intention.” He cocked his head slightly.
She bit her lip to stop a naughty smile sneaking across her mouth. “Shouldn’t we get some sleep? Tomorrow’s a workday.”
“Actually, I’m on vacation. Had to use it or lose it.”
“Lucky you.”
“But if you have a busy day, I quite understand.” He twirled her curl softly around his finger.
“Actually, I don’t.” She didn’t have any plans at all, in fact.
“Then I have an idea.” His brow furrowed again. “A big idea. A crazy, mad, wonderful idea.”
Curiosity prickled through Bree. “What?”
He shifted until he was sitting up. “I’ll be right back.”
With a navy towel around his waist, Gavin strode to the study.
Crazy.
Definitely crazy, but the idea had seized him. Maybe because everything about Bree felt so right. Their lovemaking was sensational. Bree was every bit as passionate and erotic as he’d imagined, and that unbelievable body of hers…. He frowned at the erection already getting started again.
Mad.
No question he was mad. Everyone would tell him that. Heck, Bree would probably tell him that. They’d only known each other for two and a half weeks. But sometimes the universe was on your side and everything came together, like the time he won the big Stayco account.
No. This was nothing like the time he won the Stayco account. That was a business relationship. This would be a lifetime commitment.
His chest tightened. A lifetime with Bree. Right now that seemed very appealing.
In the study, the display on the digital clock gaveoff just enough illumination for him to see the drawer handles.
Yes, the one million dollars offered by her father was an enticement. But it wasn’t the only one, not by any means. It was more like a pearl necklace around the neck of a beautiful woman: it enhanced her appeal, rather than overshadowed it.
Wonderful.
That’s how things could be if everything went according to plan. He and Bree could buy a nice house somewhere—maybe even Russian Hill, he’d always liked that area.
He could finally start his own company and settle into an exciting yet comfortable existence as a man in charge of his own destiny.
Excitement swelled inside him. He pulled open the top drawer and reached into its dark interior. Past the paper clips and stapler, his fingertips settled on a smooth leather box.
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