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Didi O’Flanagan

Her ie of his nose As if he hadn’t seen enough of her in his drea but those da on red apples, for heaven’s sake He shook it away He should have arranged a tiements If he wasn’t careful she could end up here for God kne long

Right now he had ablack coffee, he checked his mobile for the na yet

‘Wow!’

He turned at the sound of Didi’s voice,a cover-all pink dressing gown ‘Good ’ His relief was short-lived—she smiled at him as she bit into a shiny red apple

‘Goodin the air like a daarden’s a breath and e fruit ‘I just love kumquat marmalade’

‘Ah, we need to discuss—’

His mobile cut the rest of his sentence off Didi studied him as he took the call Impeccably dressed in dark suit, wrinkle-free white shirt and a tie the colour of blueberries His cedar-wood fragrance wafting on the air, the broad shape of his shoulders, the sexy strip of neck between his jacket and newly cut hair as he turned and began walking inside Heat shivered through her and lodged low in her belly Tall, dark, gorgeous

Forget gorgeous

Yep, she seriously needed to forget gorgeous Caer had an apartht ago, thanks to him, she needed to look for another job, which left her no ti her career as an artist

If she could just win that chance…

To give him privacy while he took his call, she chomped on the apple she’d helped herself to in the kitchen and admired the view a few moments, then rescued his coffee and carried it inside

She found hi-room table, brow furrowed, mouth pursed in a seriously sexy way, and for an insane moment she wondered how he’d react if she walked over there and pressed her lips against his

Bad thought This man was so not her type This man was the type of successful entrepreneur her parents would approve of, which