Doorstep Daddy by Shirley Jump - Doorstep Daddy

Author:Shirley Jump - Doorstep Daddy [Jump, Shirley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B0027KRSFQ
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2009-05-13T16:00:00+00:00

Oh, she was an idiot.

Twice now, Ellie had thought Dalton was going to kiss her. This time, she’d even been so stupid as to close her eyes and wait.

And then what did he do? Say “thanks for the help” and sit down at his computer and start typing.

She smacked her forehead. What was she thinking? That a woman with a baby was some sex goddess/desire queen that a single guy would go ga-ga over?

Yeah, right.

Talk about completely misreading the signals. She’d been out of the dating scene so long, she might as well sign up for Dating for Dummies. Either way, it didn’t matter.

The last thing she needed right now was a relationship. Heck, she didn’t even have time for non-microwaveable meals, never mind men.

Okay, so she had made and eaten one homemade dinner this week. But that had only been because she felt sorry for Dalton. Based on what she’d found in his refrigerator, the man was clearly bordering on the edge of malnutrition.

She glanced at her watch. Fifteen, maybe twenty minutes before Sabrina would be awake. If she had any sense, she’d be using that time to work—not fret about a situation that would only complicate her life. A life that didn’t need any more complications, that was for sure.

She headed downstairs and into his enormous great room, a two-story space filled with luxurious leather furniture, a massive stone gas log fireplace and hand-hewn mahogany tables. It had the density of manly furniture, but the comfort of a well-lived space. She could almost feel Dalton in this room, imagine him sitting on those sofas, sitting back against the soft, well-broken-in surfaces, watching a football game on a Monday night.

There she went again. Thinking about a man who wasn’t even interested in her. She really needed to turn her brain off.

Ellie punched in the work number on her cell, and concentrated instead on her high-strung boss. Five minutes of conversation with Lincoln, and she had put Dalton out of her mind.

“Ellie, this isn’t working. I can’t have you out sick. When are you coming back? Are you feeling better? Tell me you are.” Lincoln’s voice rose with each syllable. “We’ve already had three meetings this morning. And I didn’t have your input. It was a disaster.”

“Three meetings?” She could only imagine how frustrated everyone at work was feeling. “I e-mailed detailed notes this morning, Lincoln. There shouldn’t have been anything left on your agenda.”

“We still had things to discuss. You have no idea how stressful this job is. How many details there are to cover.”

Lincoln and his meetings. The man would have a meeting to talk about changing the toilet paper in the restrooms.

“Like what?”

“The format of the show, for one. I’m not sure I like the order we’ve come up with. Maybe we should shorten the intro by three seconds. It seems a little long. And move the soccer player up ahead of that piece on adoptions.”

“Lincoln, the intro is fine. We’ve worked on it a hundred times. And if you shave three seconds from the intro, you have to reword the whole song.

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