Shaken and Stirred with a splash of dirty.
Candy Wilson arrives in St. Albert with one mission—to sign the next young, hot model to her modeling agency. She has no time for distractions and isn’t prepared for bartender Eric McKenna—the brother of her young client-to-be, Melissa. Eric challenges her on all counts, irritates her daily, and heats her body to boiling temperatures with just one touch. He’s hard to ignore and impossible to resist.
Eric McKenna will be damned if his baby sister signs any contracts with Candy Wilson. No way in hell will he allow anyone to whisk Melissa off to a foreign country and lead her on a path that’s not right for her. And yet Candy pushes him further than he’s ever been before and drives him crazy. Eric can’t control his need for her or the desire to engage with her … on so many levels.
“You guys were lucky to have such great parents.”
He gently caressed her shoulder. Through the sheer blouse she wore, her skin burned. Heated from his touch, tingles of warmth spread throughout her body. She shifted further into the corner of the sofa. His touch followed her. She swallowed hard, wanting to lean into him and run for her life.
“Our parents fought sometimes, too.” Eric chuckled. “There were times I thought they fought just so they could make up again. It got to be a tad sick with all the touching and smooching they did.”
“Sounds nice. Your mom was very lucky.”
He shook his head. “I know. Mom was that type of woman, though.” He lazily coasted his fingers along her arm to her elbow, then back to her shoulder. Candy drew in a deep breath, her skin on fire beneath his touch.
“Mom loved everyone. There wasn’t a person she’d turn away who was in need of help. Hell, this place was a gathering for the lost and confused sometimes. Phone didn’t stop ringing some days because this person or that needed to talk to her. She gave the warmest hugs, too.”
His voice cracked at the last word. Candy laid a hand on his. Clasping it between both of hers, she attempted to smile. The love this man had for his mother shone in his eyes. Her heart clenched, and again she told herself it was silly to be jealous of the love she’d never really had in her own life.
She shook her own sad thoughts from her mind and squeezed his hand. He wrapped his fingers around hers tight. “She seems like a remarkable lady. I’m so glad you have such wonderful memories of her.”
“I think she would have liked you.”
Surprised, Candy’s jaw dropped.
He grinned and lifted one hand to push her chin back up. “She would have.”
“You think so?” Why the thought filled her with so much happiness, she didn’t know. But to think that she’d have been invited into his mother’s inner sanctum pleased her greatly.
“Your stubbornness reminds me a bit of her. As well as how you care for Melissa.” He sighed. “Don’t think I haven’t noticed how you are with her. Like a big sister taking her under your wing. And Melissa respects you very much.”
Candy shrugged and glanced at her watch. “Maybe we should go through a few of the items on the agenda I was working on earlier. Melissa will still be in class for another hour and thirty minutes. We could knock out a lot of the work by the time she arrives.”
Eric sighed. “Way to change the subject.”
“You have to admit whenever we discuss your sister, we start arguing.”
He ran a finger down her cheek. Drawing in a deep breath, she remained still, her skin tingling in his wake. “Our arguments do get a bit…” He grinned. “Heated.”
He puzzled her. The way he was closing in on her, speaking to her in such intimate and soft tones, spoke of a man ready to pounce on his woman. But she wasn’t his. They didn’t have that kind of relationship.
Who was she fooling, though? A year ago she probably would have pounced on him herself and never looked back. And here was a spectacular, sexy man who she predicted would meet her step for step and touch for touch in the bedroom. There’d be hot and fast coming together moments, as well as slow and sweaty ones.
His eyes darkened; his breathing accelerated. He wanted her as much as she did him.
All she had to do was wait for him to make a move. Since when did she ever sit back and let a man take the reins?
“You’re thinking too much,” Eric whispered, leaning in closer.
Shoulder to shoulder, their breathing mingled and the sound filled the room. “This isn’t a good idea. We agreed—”
“We never agreed on anything. Not really. We’re adults. I want you. I want you like I need to breathe. You take my breath away.”
Candy’s heart skipped a beat, and adrenaline rushed over her. Her fingers itched to grab on to him and never let go. She tightened her fists, holding herself back, second-guessing everything she thought she wanted.
She didn’t think Eric trusted her. At least not where his sister was concerned. But there had to be some aspect of him that liked her. Would appreciate her for all she’d put together for the auction.
“It’s just us in this room, Candy. We only need to be concerned with one another. With our needs, our desires and how good we can make each other feel.” His palm slid over her knee and massaged her thigh. “And trust me. I think we can make each other feel very, very good. I promise to make you forget work, my siblings, and what you might be doing tomorrow. It’ll just be us, sweaty bodies, flesh slapping against flesh. And the heat—”
There was no turning back. No instinct to escape. And no desire to walk away from this moment.
Candy accepted her fate, the burning wafting through her body, and pounced.