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His voice was smooth and she stared at his lips thinking how they would feel gliding along her cheek before easing down her neck to nibbled on that wet spot between her breasts. Every word he said seemed to linger and rest on his lips. She smiled as she watched his mouth.

“Cori, Mrs. Abernathy.”

The sound of her last name broke the spell of her fantasy. “I’m sorry, I was somewhere else.” She patted her chest and cleared her throat. “What were you saying?”

“You have a beautiful space, but it can be better.”

“What do you suggest?”

He started walking back towards the terrace and she followed, watching his behind. Oh yeah, the parts that were chocolate were in all the right places. High, tight butt and thighs that looked like large tree trunks. She noticed every curve and muscle of his body as he moved. He had the swagger of a brother, and the charisma of a European. If he didn’t have a little brother in him, he’d been spending a lot of time with them. Maybe this wasn’t the landscaper, but his son. Maybe his job was to come out and gather the information, and his father would call later with the proposal.

“Your husband mentioned something about a party?”

“A party...oh yeah, a party. He, we are hosting this year’s hospital staff barbecue and he wants the yard ready for that.”

“So that means you’ll be using the space for entertaining?”

“Yes.” She took off her sunglasses. “How long have you been…I mean will you be doing the work or is there…”

He smiled. “I’ve been a landscape designer over twenty years.”

“Really? It’s just…you look…I mean you don’t look that old.”

He laughed. “No one has ever said that to me.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…”

“You’ve just made my day. I was actually thinking about dying my hair or chopping it off.”

“Why?” He had beautiful hair. Cori pictured running her fingers through it. Or imagined holding it as he sucked on…

“I thought the grey made me look old.” He smiled. “That just made me sound vain.”

She laughed. “No, it didn’t.” They continued up the steps. “How did you meet my husband?”

“I think one of his patients referred me.”

“Oh.” She needed to find out which one and send them a thank you gift.

“Okay, so will you need a space for relaxing?”

“Definitely. When I can, I like to lie out and read.”

He smiled. “And your husband?”

“When he comes outside, he stays up here on the terrace working.”

“Well, maybe we can design something a little more romantic down around the pool...”

“Would you like some coffee?”

“No, I’m fine.”

I’ll say you are. “If we need furniture, I’ll check with my brother-in-law. He designs and manufactures furniture.”

“Oh, who is he? Maybe I’ve heard of him?”

“Sean Prescott…Prescott Designs.”

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