When Danielle Bradworth inherits a house from an Aunt she barely knew, her life is changed forever. Family secrets and a threatening potential buyer for a house she doesn’t want to sell could equal disaster for Danielle.
A handy man living in the groundkeeper’s cottage could do more than restore the house to its former glory. He could also restore her heart … but will she let him?
Lost in her memories, she didn’t hear or sense Mason come up behind her until he reached around the front of her and rolled the paint roller up her shirt.
“What the …” she hollered, jumping back into him.
He wrapped his arms around her so she wouldn’t fall. “I told you, just you wait and see,” he whispered against her cheek.
She twisted her head to look up at him. She wasn’t sure what she would have said, but before she could say anything, he kissed her. The unsaid words died on her tongue. His kiss was full of heat and need. Oh, finally . . . .
She turned in his arms, meeting his kisses with her own desire. The paint roller dropped to the floor, but neither cared. They were lost in the heat of each other. Until the doorbell rang . . . .