shoulder-length brown hair, big Bambi brown eyes to match, and a wide red mouth that brought heat to his crotch just looking at it.
What were the fucking odds that she would be his only client?
Somewhere, someone was having a huge belly laugh at his expense.
He deliberately schooled his features into a neutral expression and offered her his hand to shake.
“It’s nice to see you again,” he said quietly. A single touch of her small, capable hand sent a jolt straight to his groin, and his head flooded with images of those slender, pale fingers tracing down his chest, digging short nails into his ass as he sank into her deep and hard. He forced himself to let go almost immediately, afraid if he held on for one more second he’d have her pinned to the couch and damn his professional reputation.
Natalie looked between them in puzzlement. “You two know each other?”
“Your sister and I met some time ago while we were both on vacation.” There, that sounded nice and neutral.
Obviously not neutral enough. Natalie looked at her sister in open-mouthed astonishment. “Is this the guy who—”
Reggie cut her off with a look that would curdle milk.
Natalie pressed her lips together and slyly ran her eyes down every inch of his six-foot-three frame. “Small world.”
Gabe wanted to howl like an angry baby. Under any other circumstances, he would have been overjoyed to see her again. First, he’d let her know how angry he was that she left without a word after showing him the most fun he’d ever had naked. Then he’d give her an itemized list off all the things she could do to apologize for sneaking out while he slept.
Steeling his resolve, he knew he had no choice but to put personal desires aside. No matter how badly he wanted to get his hands on that luscious ass beautifully displayed in tight black pants, there was no way in hell he was getting involved with another client.
“Why don’t you start by walking me through what’s happened so far?”
She licked her lips, the small gesture making it almost impossible for him not to lean over and suck her soft pink tongue into his mouth.
What was it about her that was so damned alluring? She wasn’t the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Sure, she was attractive, in a wholesome, girl-next-door kind of way.
Except for her mouth. There was nothing wholesome about those full, succulent lips and how they’d felt sliding along his rock-hard dick.
But that wasn’t enough to explain why merely looking at her had him hard as a spike and seriously contemplating abandoning all his self-imposed rules against dating clients.
He glanced around her apartment, trying to focus on something, anything that might distract him from the memory of Reggie’s lips and tongue tracing a moist path up his inner thigh.
Thankfully, she distracted him with a rundown of the correspondence she’d received thus far, while he attempted to view her with the same emotional detachment he would have for a sixty-year-old software CEO.
If he was going to get through this job with his sanity and professional credibility in tact, he had to keep his distance.
God knew he’d learned that the hard way.
Natalie held out the photocopy Reggie had received earlier that week.
It never ceased to amaze him, the workings of the male mind. Himself, he appreciated his own balls, but he’d never once considered that a woman might be impressed with a close-up shot.
Reggie’s voice broke the silence. “Takes a lot of balls to send something like that.”
Natalie groaned at the horrible pun while Reggie laughed at her own joke. Damn, she had a great smile. It was the first thing he had noticed about her in that restaurant in Maui. It was so wide it completely took over the bottom half of her face, suffusing it in unabashed delight. And when she turned it in his direction, he felt it like a goddamn force of nature.
Suddenly her living room with its big bay windows and overstuffed furniture was way