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age, Alden kept his parents on their toes. Nowadays, there was never a dull moment at Chance and Kylie’s house.
    Donovan finally noticed the vacuum cleaner was no longer running when he heard the sound of Natalie’s footsteps. He glanced over his shoulder. She stood in the middle of the kitchen with her purse slung over her shoulder, ready to go.
    “I’ll be leaving now, Mr. Steele,” she said in a very professional tone.
    He turned to her and smiled. “I’m Donovan. Say it.”
    He saw the frown that lit her eyes. “I think it’s best to keep things strictly business between us, Mr. Steele.”
    If she was trying to grate on his last nerve, he would not let her. Her attitude only made him even more determined to one day hear his first name flow passionately from her lips. “Okay, but business or otherwise you can still call me Donovan.”
    “I prefer not.”
    He moved away from the pantry to come and stand directly in front of her. “Then I plan on working hard to change your mind, Natalie. And I will succeed.”
    Natalie opened her mouth to give him a blistering retort, to tell him he would fall right on that nice-looking tush of his, but paused. If keeping her mouth shut meant retaining him as a customer for her aunt then she would overlook his arrogant attitude. Instead she said, “I’ll discuss your request for increased service with my aunt and determine the days that will work for us and for you.”
    She turned and headed for the door, fully aware he was right on her heels. Before she reached her destination, he said, “I’ve thought about it, and I prefer Fridays if that day is available.”
    She paused and then turned around. “I’ll check my aunt’s schedule, and I’ll get back with you later this week.” She knew her tone of voice suggested she wasn’t looking forward to doing so.
    “Fine, and I’ll look forward to receiving your call. And here.”
    She glanced down at the twenty-dollar bill he was holding out to her. “What’s that for?”
    He chuckled. “It’s your tip. I usually leave it on the kitchen table for your aunt, but since you’re the one who cleaned up the place today, it’s yours.”
    She backed up, refusing to take it. “That’s not necessary. We bill you monthly for your cleaning service.”
    “I’m aware of that, but I believe in tipping, as well. Take it.”
    She started to refuse it again but changed her mind. She wouldn’t keep it for herself but would pass it on to her aunt. “Thank you,” she said, taking the money from his hand.
    Their fingers touched, and the main thing she hadn’t wanted to happen did. Sensual energy released in her body, rousing her senses. It had been bad enough to deal with the vibes that had been radiating between them. An actual touch was downright dangerous.
    She tried ignoring the reaction and hoped he did, as well, since it wouldn’t get either of them anywhere. Unfortunately, she could interpret the look in his eyes. Whereas she intended to ignore it, he planned on doing no such thing. Not only was the man arrogant but he was a rebel as well.
    She fixed him a chilly look. “Like I said earlier, I’ll get back with you later this week.”
    “I look forward to your call.”
    She just bet he did. Fighting back the temptation to say something smart, she turned—without saying another word to him—opened the door and left.
     
    “How was your first day, Nat?”
    Natalie smiled as she looked across the room into the questioning eyes of her aunt. When she’d gotten home after taking care of her last client for the day, she’d found Aunt Earline taking a nap. Natalie had taken the time to prepare something for dinner before her aunt had awakened. The doctors had said the medication for pain would make Aunt Earline sleep for long periods of time. And although Natalie regretted her aunt’s broken ankle, she of all people knew this forced period of rest was just what her aunt needed. She’d worked too hard all her life.
    It had