The Sweetheart Racket
“A misty morning rain had lowered the temps to a pleasing degree and Taryn had her car window down, as she stuffed the last of a rubbery deluxe breakfast sandwich past her teeth, chewed, and washed it down with a latte loaded with an extra shot of light cream.
She sent a quick text to her mother and was about to head out when the surprising and sexy scent of spice and male wafted in through the open car window with the morning breeze to dance happily in Taryn’s senses. She enjoyed the moment for... a second before a familiar voice came out of nowhere, startling her and almost causing a coffee cup mishap on her lap.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Taryn righted the cup and looked over to see a tattooed arm leaning on the open window frame. That arm led up to a perfectly muscled bicep to a broad shoulder and farther up to a scruffy and handsome face she recognized.
Silva.
“Um. To breakfast?” Drat. She’d hoped to get on the road before he showed up; the whole lone wolf working by herself thing and all.MoreLess
She sent a quick text to her mother and was about to head out when the surprising and sexy scent of spice and male wafted in through the open car window with the morning breeze to dance happily in Taryn’s senses. She enjoyed the moment for... a second before a familiar voice came out of nowhere, startling her and almost causing a coffee cup mishap on her lap.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Taryn righted the cup and looked over to see a tattooed arm leaning on the open window frame. That arm led up to a perfectly muscled bicep to a broad shoulder and farther up to a scruffy and handsome face she recognized.
Silva.
“Um. To breakfast?” Drat. She’d hoped to get on the road before he showed up; the whole lone wolf working by herself thing and all.MoreLess
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