Don't Tempt Me. Lori Foster

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СКАЧАТЬ if it didn’t matter, Jason glanced at her, over her, then answered while getting back to work, “You didn’t have a lid on your garbage can, and winds knocked it over during the storm.”

      She was already late. What to do?

      Standing, Colt noticed her shock. “Hey, no worries. You can go on and I’ll take care of it.”

      Bless him.

      But then Jason slanted her a look. It wasn’t exactly condemnation. Truthfully she didn’t know what to call it; she just absolutely knew she couldn’t walk away yet.

      Mouth pinched to keep the groan contained, she dumped her purse, packed lunch and keys into the driver’s seat of her small car and started grabbing up garbage. Luckily none of it was the nasty kind. Nothing too personal.

      She chased down a piece of paper skipping over the lawn, and almost collided with Jason.

      Of course the man was shirtless again.

      Did he only own pants?

      Rain or shine, he usually worked in the garage and his requisite outfit included some variation on jeans or shorts, athletic shoes or work boots—and no shirt.

      Occasionally he wore a trucker’s cap...backward.

      When he wasn’t too close, when she only spied on him through a window, she could take it. Barely.

      But now, with only a foot between them? Awareness thrummed through her bloodstream, her skin went warm and keeping her gaze on his face proved nearly impossible. “I’ve got it,” she mumbled, and started to reach for the paper.

      Jason got to it before she could.

      She quickly stepped back—and he followed.

      “Honor?”

      “Hmm?”

      Taking her by surprise, he tipped up her chin and studied her face. “You look tired.”

      God, his fingers were hot, a little rough, and they sent her heartbeat into a frantic race. “No.” Her false smile felt absurd. “I’m good.”

      His gaze dropped to her mouth, wandered lower—then came back to her eyes. “Yes, you are. Maybe too good—because you can’t lie for shit.” His hand left her chin but only so he could trace a fingertip along her cheekbone. “You’ve got dark circles under your eyes.”

      Deadpan, trying to hide her sizzling awareness of him as an ultrahot man, she said, “Yay. Just what I wanted to know.”

      His mouth quirked, and he thankfully dropped his hand, allowing her to breathe again. “What time do you need to be at work?”

      An innocuous enough question, especially after those light, bone-melting touches. “Twenty minutes ago.” Then, because she never could be short, she explained, “I have clients coming in first thing, but the salon is only ten minutes away and I had time built in to store my lunch, go over my schedule, get my supplies ready, spruce up my area and...” She trailed off at his slight frown. “Sorry.”

      “Sounds like you have a lot to do.”

      “The salon where I work is small. Every stylist is responsible for her own area.”

      “Small, as in lacking business?”

      She wrinkled her nose. “Small, as in superexclusive.”

      “So you have a lot of clients?”

      Was he skeptical? Or just interested? She couldn’t tell. “Don’t judge my own sloppy appearance.” Forgoing modesty, she admitted, “I’m in high demand.”

      He murmured, “I bet you are,” while looking at her mouth again.

      A rush of heat hit her and it had nothing to do with the humidity rising off the wet ground in waves. At this rate, she’d be mush by the time she got to work.

      After clearing her throat, she said, “So...”

      “You were out late last night.”

      Totally not what she’d expected from him. “How do you...?”

      “My bedroom is closest to your house. I hear you coming and going.”

      “Oh.” Well, that was embarrassing. Now she’d never be able to sleep for thinking about him that close...maybe listening to her. She didn’t have time to explain, not that she’d know what to say anyway. Lexie’s general explanation, that she was keeper of the zoo, didn’t feel appropriate. “I’m really sorry. About waking you and—” she gestured at the yard “—about the mess.”

      “I’ll keep an eye on things until the garbage truck comes by and picks it up in another hour. But you should get a lid for your can. That’ll take care of it.”

      “I will.” She searched the yard and spotted Colt. “Thank you,” she called out to him.

      Dropping a few things back into her can, he waved her off with a friendly smile.

      Honor sighed. “He is such a great kid.”

      “Yeah, he is.” Smiling, Jason added, “But he doesn’t much like being called a kid.”

      He had the most gorgeous smile that put sexy little dents in his whisker-rough cheeks and crinkled the corners of his dark-as-sin eyes. That smile had the effect of making Honor smile, too. “I’ll try to remember that.” She back-stepped toward her car. “And the lid to the can.”

      Jason nodded.

      And she’d especially remember to close her car door quietly from now on. Very, very quietly.

       3

      PROUD OF HERSELF for coming up with such a great scheme, Lexie arrived a few minutes before Honor should be there. As soon as she pulled up, she spotted Jason in the garage, hammering away on something that looked like a small house.

      Perfect.

      Honor deserved a nice but hunky guy, someone to pay attention to her, lighten her load a little and make her feel as special as Lexie knew her to be. Jason, with his simmering gaze and hot bod, seemed like a great candidate. From what Lexie had seen so far, the chemistry was strong. Enough sparks had bounced between them to start a forest fire.

      With the top up on her convertible, she circled to the back passenger door. When she opened it, the stems of the large bird-of-paradise plant flopped out. Getting the thing in there had taken two men from the garden center and some creative stuffing.

      Pushing her sunglasses to the top of her head, Lexie put on her best helpless face, glanced around, then zeroed in on Jason—willing him to look up.

      “Excuse me.”

      Startled, she followed the sound of that smooth, deep voice and found herself staring into incredible cobalt-blue СКАЧАТЬ