“Doc made me unplug. Ordered me to read books. Even went so far as to write out a prescription.” Rick reached in his pocket.
She took the paper he’d retrieved and read it. Sure enough, their website and the words, No electronics, read a book were scrawled on an Rx sheet in Doc’s handwriting. She handed back the note. “I’d recognize Doc’s penmanship anywhere.”
“Penmanship!” Rick grinned. “You can see from Doc’s chicken scratch, if I had to rely on the Internet for entertainment I’d be out of luck. It’s old-fashioned bound-paper for me this week.”
“I love books. In our library, you’ll find the classics, westerns, and some spicy romance.” Maya thought she’d just toss the last genre in there to see how he’d react. He grinned. Her stomach fluttered. This man was nothing like the conceited ass she’d dated last summer. Both men might be rich, but they were so different. “History, biography, and a Bible.”
“Will there be a quiz?”
“Only on the romance.” His laugh was so sensuous she could roll in it.
“I really need to dry the floor. I’ll get a rag. Excuse me.”
Mama passed her at the hall closet. “We should invite Mr. Nordan to our party tomorrow.”
Oh no. Rick was going to meet the gorgeous twins before Maya even had a single date with him.
“Mama,” Maya whispered, “he’s a guest. I mean a customer. Not a guest.” Would he be half-naked when Mama walked into his room? He certainly wasn’t very modest. What about his tattoo? Oh, that would be perfect. If she saw the ink Mama probably wouldn’t invite him to the party. Mama barged past Maya.
Maya hurried after in time to hear Rick say, “Hi, Mrs. Cruz. Sorry about the water.”
Had he put on a shirt? She peeked around Mama. No. He was half naked on his knees wiping up the water with one of the towels from the bathroom. There was another tattoo on his back. Some kind of massive bird, not realistic, more stylized.
“I’ll do that.” Mama bustled toward Rick.
With Mama’s knees, she definitely shouldn’t bend down to wipe the floor. Rick had finished the clean-up. Gratitude filled Maya.
Now Rick stared at the expensive periwinkle blue towel in his hand. “I’m sorry I used this. I’ll just use this one.” He liberated the rag from Maya’s fingers.
He was going to dry himself with that ratty old thing? He wore an expensive looking jacket, designer shoes, and a button-down shirt to fly all the way across the country. He knew the difference between a good towel and a rag. He was a CEO of a major corporation, yet he had tattoos. This man was a paradox.Blurb:
When hard-driving CEO Rick Nordan arrives in Lobster Cove under strict orders from the family doctor to take a break, he discovers the rental house comes with a family attached, including one sexy dynamo of a caterer. She's nothing like his ex-fiancée who wouldn't sign a pre-nup, but maybe that means she's the real deal and not a gold digger.
Maya Cruz wants life for her widowed mother to get easier by renting out her house during the summer. But teaching Mama business means explaining Rick isn't a "guest," he's a "customer." And the first thing Mama does is invite Rick to join their family activities. Having Rick around wouldn't be so bad if Maya didn't find him so attractive. The last time she fell for a vacationing millionaire, she had her heart broken.
She swore off his type, and he's not looking, but this might be a recipe for love.
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Nicci Carrera lives to write contemporary and spicy love stories with sassy heroines and sexy heroes. Nicci believes the perfect man makes lots of bread…the kind you eat hot from the oven with butter. She lives in Silicon Valley with her husband, and yes, he bakes all their bread. When not at her keyboard writing a romance, in the kitchen, or curled up with a book, Nicci enjoys photography and long walks.www.facebook.com/pages/Nicci-Carrera/283127365218441
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