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Chapter One

H e was quite possibly one of the worst maintenance men Natalie Lofton had ever seen Pretty, but inco as he fumbled with a leaky pipe under her kitchen sink, she wondered where on earth her aunt and uncle had found this twenty-souy, who had introduced hiine what had made them think he was qualified to be a handyman for the vacation cabins they owned in the S, Tennessee

“Is there anything I can do to help you?” she asked the third ti followed by a muttered curseHer voice from the doorway must have startled him She saw his nice backside jerk, heard what sounded like a painful thump from beneath the sink and then yet another colorful expletive, bitten off midway

He e a spot on the top of his head, and she couldn’t help noticing again that he was certainly good-looking His appearance, she decided, defied simple, one-word adjectives His hair was just a shade ht eyes looked blue one reen the next His jawline was sharply carved, but flashing dimples softened his cheeks She suspected his personality was just as multifaceted

“What did you say?” he asked

Sheunder there How much time did it take to replace a leaky trap, anyway? “I asked if there’s anything I can do to help”

“Thanks, but I’ve got it It won’t be er”

“Uh-huh” She hoped she didn’t sound as skeptical as she felt

His polite s over to lie on his back this tiood fros, flat stomach, nice…

“Could you handone?”

She picked up the biggest wrench she saw in his box and leaned over to hand it to him “This one?”

“Yeah, thanks”

She watched as he fitted it to the pipe “Um, don’t you think you should—”

“What?” he asked loudly, unable to hear fro twist She saw the wrench slip, sh the thin copper water pipe next to him