Temptation, The Complete Serial Series 1-4 (The Temptation Serial Series) by Casey L. Bond

Author:Casey L. Bond [Bond, Casey L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: NA contemporary romance serial
Published: 2015-09-30T23:00:00+00:00

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Vacation, for most people, meant lounging in the sun with a beer in their hand on some sandy shore where the salt water could wash their troubles away for a little while. For me, vacation meant more work. The condos weren’t gonna renovate themselves.

Willy was with me all the way. He never complained or relented. We worked well together, always had. And until this morning, the pair of us had never had an extra pair of hands to help us—especially not a slender, beautiful pair with pretty red polish on the nails.

Holding a piece of sheet rock for me, Willy smiled and jerked his head to the left. Brooklyn stood in the doorway wearing a pair of frayed jean shorts and a green tank top. Damn, she looked good in work boots, too.

“Where the hell did you get steel toes, Brooky?” Willy asked.

“Brooky?” I muttered under my breath.

She smiled and tucked her hair under the bill of one of my spare ball caps. “There’s a lot that you don’t know about me, Willy. You see, it was recently mandated that I take up volunteer work, and while the soup kitchens were fun, I preferred working with Habitat. Hammering a nail was much more cathartic than ladling soup.”

Willy snickered. “’Mandatory volunteering’? Sounds like community service to me.”

“It was,” she deadpanned.

That got my attention. “For what?”

She ticked her head to the side. “You mean you haven’t done a background check on me yet, Boss Man?”

“Boss Man?” Hell fucking yes. That sounded hot coming out of her mouth.

She shrugged. “That’s what Willy calls you.”

The loud buzzing in my ears wasn’t from the power tool in my hand. And it wasn’t the only thing that wanted to drill something.

“So you’re here to help?”

She smiled sweetly. “Yep. I’m all yours to command. Just point me in the right direction.”

I’d tell her what direction, and in what position. Willy stared at her like a manther. What was I going to do with him?

“Oh, and you can pay me back by teaching me how to shoot a gun,” she announced in a chipper voice.

“A gun? What for?”

She stopped smiling and grabbed one of my extra tool belts, securing it around the swell of her hips. My dick fucking twitched. This woman was gonna kill me. Probably with the gun I taught her to use.

“Protection.”

“What do you need protection from, Miss Brooklyn?” Willy asked sincerely. He stepped away from the drywall now that it was secure, and waited as she fidgeted with the frays on her jeans. I’d never seen her look scared until now.

She cleared her throat. I expected her to tell him everything, but she didn’t. Instead, she steeled her eyes on me and said, “I just need help and if you won’t help me, I’ll find someone who will. I bet Dalton wouldn’t mind giving me private lessons.”

Fuck. No.

“I’ll do it.”

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