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wasn’t fully clothed. Instead she was stark naked.
He released a sharp intake of breath, and at that moment he was more determined than ever to have her, to do all those things to her he had dreamed about last night and envisioned most of the day.
“Goodbye, Mr. Steele.”
As incredible as it was at that point in time, a slow smile formed on his lips. For now he would let her assume she was calling the shots. His smile widened even more as he took in her obvious apprehension. No doubt she was concerned just what his sudden good mood was about. Especially when the air surrounding them was shrouded with so much sensuality. It was so thick he could probably wallow in it. He felt it and knew she could feel it too.
“Please let your aunt know that I dropped by,” he said in a husky yet hushed tone before taking a step back.
Without giving her time to say anything—and doubting seriously that she would have done so anyway—he turned and walked away.
Chapter 5
“W hat do you know about Donovan Steele, Farrah?” Natalie asked her friend as she watched her check her side mirrors before changing lanes. They were on their way to the Racetrack Café for an evening of fun.
At the first opportunity she could grab, Farrah glanced over at her. “Donovan Steele?” she asked with surprise in her voice. “Why on earth would you ask about him?”
Because maybe talking about him will stop my breasts from aching whenever I think about him . She had literally been in one hell of a fix since seeing him yesterday. She hadn’t expected him to drop by, nor had she expected her body’s reaction to seeing him. “I’m just curious.”
She figured that response would not be good enough for Farrah and wasn’t surprised to find herself under Farrah’s intense stare when they came to a flashing light at the train tracks.
“No, girlfriend, you’re not just curious,” Farrah said. “You just got back in town last week, so why would you be asking about Donovan Steele?”
Natalie squirmed under Farrah’s intense scrutiny and knew she would have to tell her the whole story since Farrah wouldn’t let up until she did. “He’s one of Aunt Earline’s clients, and I was cleaning his home on Monday when he came home unexpectedly.”
“Um, so you got to see the handsome hunk?” Farrah asked smiling as she waited for a train to pass.
“Unfortunately, I did. But that’s not all I did,”
Farrah lifted her brow. “What else did you do?”
“I was cleaning his room, saw his bed, saw how comfortable it looked and wanted to try it out.”
Farrah’s eyes widened. “You got in Donovan Steele’s bed, the one upstairs?”
Not understanding why the location of the bed would make a difference, Natalie shamefully admitted. “Yes. I was just going to try out the mattress to see if it was as soft as it looked. I hadn’t intended on falling asleep.”
“You actually fell asleep?” Farrah laughed. “Wow, that’s rich.”
“I don’t know about it being rich since he found me there.”
“Let me get this straight,” Farrah said, wiping tears of laughter from her eyes. “You fell asleep in Donovan Steele’s bed and he found you there?”
“Yes.”
Farrah shook her head. “I’m sure your aunt hated losing him as a client.”
“She didn’t. As a matter of fact, he increased his cleaning service from twice a month to every week,” Natalie informed her.
Farrah didn’t say anything, but Natalie could see her friend’s mind at work. She was working out everything Natalie had told her in her head to come up with a reason for Donovan Steele’s action. Natalie could have saved her the trouble. She wasn’t born yesterday, nor was she the naive, brainy professor some men thought she was. She knew exactly what his motives were.
“He wants you,” Farrah finally said matter-of-factly.
“Yes, that’s what I figured, especially since he thinks I’m no more than a cleaning lady. I didn’t bother telling him what I
He released a sharp intake of breath, and at that moment he was more determined than ever to have her, to do all those things to her he had dreamed about last night and envisioned most of the day.
“Goodbye, Mr. Steele.”
As incredible as it was at that point in time, a slow smile formed on his lips. For now he would let her assume she was calling the shots. His smile widened even more as he took in her obvious apprehension. No doubt she was concerned just what his sudden good mood was about. Especially when the air surrounding them was shrouded with so much sensuality. It was so thick he could probably wallow in it. He felt it and knew she could feel it too.
“Please let your aunt know that I dropped by,” he said in a husky yet hushed tone before taking a step back.
Without giving her time to say anything—and doubting seriously that she would have done so anyway—he turned and walked away.
Chapter 5
“W hat do you know about Donovan Steele, Farrah?” Natalie asked her friend as she watched her check her side mirrors before changing lanes. They were on their way to the Racetrack Café for an evening of fun.
At the first opportunity she could grab, Farrah glanced over at her. “Donovan Steele?” she asked with surprise in her voice. “Why on earth would you ask about him?”
Because maybe talking about him will stop my breasts from aching whenever I think about him . She had literally been in one hell of a fix since seeing him yesterday. She hadn’t expected him to drop by, nor had she expected her body’s reaction to seeing him. “I’m just curious.”
She figured that response would not be good enough for Farrah and wasn’t surprised to find herself under Farrah’s intense stare when they came to a flashing light at the train tracks.
“No, girlfriend, you’re not just curious,” Farrah said. “You just got back in town last week, so why would you be asking about Donovan Steele?”
Natalie squirmed under Farrah’s intense scrutiny and knew she would have to tell her the whole story since Farrah wouldn’t let up until she did. “He’s one of Aunt Earline’s clients, and I was cleaning his home on Monday when he came home unexpectedly.”
“Um, so you got to see the handsome hunk?” Farrah asked smiling as she waited for a train to pass.
“Unfortunately, I did. But that’s not all I did,”
Farrah lifted her brow. “What else did you do?”
“I was cleaning his room, saw his bed, saw how comfortable it looked and wanted to try it out.”
Farrah’s eyes widened. “You got in Donovan Steele’s bed, the one upstairs?”
Not understanding why the location of the bed would make a difference, Natalie shamefully admitted. “Yes. I was just going to try out the mattress to see if it was as soft as it looked. I hadn’t intended on falling asleep.”
“You actually fell asleep?” Farrah laughed. “Wow, that’s rich.”
“I don’t know about it being rich since he found me there.”
“Let me get this straight,” Farrah said, wiping tears of laughter from her eyes. “You fell asleep in Donovan Steele’s bed and he found you there?”
“Yes.”
Farrah shook her head. “I’m sure your aunt hated losing him as a client.”
“She didn’t. As a matter of fact, he increased his cleaning service from twice a month to every week,” Natalie informed her.
Farrah didn’t say anything, but Natalie could see her friend’s mind at work. She was working out everything Natalie had told her in her head to come up with a reason for Donovan Steele’s action. Natalie could have saved her the trouble. She wasn’t born yesterday, nor was she the naive, brainy professor some men thought she was. She knew exactly what his motives were.
“He wants you,” Farrah finally said matter-of-factly.
“Yes, that’s what I figured, especially since he thinks I’m no more than a cleaning lady. I didn’t bother telling him what I
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