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CHAPTERONE
KANE
A million years ago . . . (not really, but it just seems like it)
“You should hangthose on a line to dry.”
I paused as I tossed my pants into the avocado-green dryer and slowly turned my head.
Without standing, my view was of a midsection covered in a garment that looked like a florist had thrown up on it then ironed it into the fabric.
The dress was so loose I couldn’t tell the shape of whatever was underneath, though judging from the smoky timbre of the voice, it was a woman.
As I straightened, I caught sight of bare toes peeking from the dress. Hot pink. They clashed with the dress, a complete contradiction.
I gestured out the window of the laundry room. “You must not have noticed, but it’s raining outside.”
To emphasize my point, a bolt of lightning streaked across the darkened sky, followed by thunder that shook the massive house.
The slightest squeak escaped the woman as she grabbed the doorjamb.
I tilted my head.Are you afraid of a little storm?
She had a canary-yellow scarf rolled up and tied in her hair like a headband, the ends poking out of her long, dark locks.
I had the sudden urge to pull on the silk just to see what she’d do. Despite her style, she was attractive, and it was rare a woman resisted my charm.
She white-knuckled the doorjamb. “Of course I know it’s raining.”
Her gaze flicked to my boxers and drifted down my legs.
Still irresistible.
Even to a woman who seemed stricter and more buttoned-up than a schoolhouse nun.
“You shouldn’t wander around other people’s homes indecent.” She lifted her eyes but couldn’t help taking another dip to where my button-down shirt hung open.
I smirked. “Indecent? Sweetheart, if you think this”—I motioned down my body—“is indecent, you need to live a little.”
Those smooth, tanned cheeks turned red as she crossed her arms over her chest. At least I thought it was her chest. It was in the vicinity but hard to tell with that thing she was wearing.
I pointed at her and shielded my eyes with my other hand. “You want to talk about indecent. What the hell is that anyway?”
A little huff of air escaped her perfect nose. “A dress.”
The word was like a dagger.
I grinned. “Looks more like a barn to me.”
Her green eyes rounded. Green—that didn’t seem good enough. More like greenish-golden. Whatever they were, they were pissed off . . . and stunning.
I pretended to look around her. “What have you got hiding underneath there?”
“You . . .” Her face was an unhealthy shade of red now. And I was pretty sure she was about to maul me.
My smile broadened. “What? Handsome devil? Charming prince?”
The woman who’d been afraid of storms a second ago had forgotten all about that. The growl that bubbled from the back of her throat was ferocious.
