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possible. He didn’t offer details and she didn’t ask. Their contact was mostly limited to filling his thermos in the morning, an amenity she’d offered, and a tap on the door when he was finished for the day.
    Georgie had finished working in the dining room and moved on to the living room. The old wallpaper clung tighter than she’d expected, but now she had almost every wall clear. Maybe it wouldn’t take so long if she didn’t keep looking out the window. But the view was too good to pass up.
    Cade Hannigan might be a lot of things, but out of shape wasn’t one of them. Beneath the black T-shirt and faded jeans, his muscles flexed and bulged as he worked away. Every so often, he stopped to blot the sweat on his forehead with his arm. When he did, she got a sunlit look at the deep grooves and lines in his face. The square line of his jaw.
    The bulge behind his fly.
    Stop it, Georgie!
    She couldn’t help amusing herself by imagining what he looked like without any of those clothes on. Dark hair on his chest, maybe a little darker than the thick brown that framed his face. Lean hips. Long legs. And an impressive cock. Oh, yeah, she was sure it would be impressive all right. Then, in the next minute, she’d feel the dampness at her crotch and the ache in her breasts. She’d curse herself for being a horny broad who had no business daydreaming about a guy who apparently wasn’t worth anyone wiping their shoes on.
    Why did I hire him, anyway?
    Because now he’s an outsider, just like you.
    That’s no excuse.
    No, it certainly wasn’t. She hated to think what her new friends would say when they found out. She had run into at least one of them each time she’d been in town doing errands and each of them had brought up lunch again.
    “I just need to get a little further ahead before I treat myself to some time off,” she kept repeating. She wasn’t sure they believed her, but at least they’d hugged her and told her to call if she needed anything.
    Every day, however, she worried they’d decide to make an impromptu visit. She was surprised word hadn’t already gotten out to everyone already, although Cade hadn’t left the property since she’d hired him except for one trip to the grocery store. And the only words they exchanged were when he discussed his chores or had a specific question to ask.
    Last night, she’d thought about asking him to share dinner with her. Then she’d given herself a mental slap on the side of her head. Was she so deprived, so horny that she wanted to jump her new disreputable handyman? The sad answer was yes. She hadn’t had sex in so long, despite the unremitting efforts of the men at the Carlton and the rumors that had flown around about her, at this point she wasn’t even sure she’d remember how to do it.
    She was holding a hammer she’d been using to pull hooks out of the walls, staring dreamily out the window at the hot hunk in her yard, again imagining him naked and panting for her, when the hunk himself stood, walked closer and tapped on the window with the clippers in his hand. It startled Georgie so much she dropped the hammer on her foot.
    “Ow!” She hopped on the other foot, shaking the injured one. When she looked out the window to see if Cade was still looking at her, he had disappeared. Then she heard knocking on the back door.
    “Georgie?” he called. “You okay?”
    “Yes. Ow!”
    She tried hopping into the kitchen, the only room with chairs in it. By that time Cade was inside the house.
    “Here. Let me help you.”
    “I’m fine.” She gritted her teeth. Except she looked like an idiot hopping like a kangaroo.
    “Come on. Let me just get you over to the chair. What was that you dropped on your foot? That hammer you were holding?”
    He braced her with his arm around her and one hand supporting her elbow, moving her slowly until he could ease her into the chair. The heat from the corded muscles in his arm almost branded her skin, not to mention the