Shockwave (Calendar Men: Mr. May) by D.L. Jackson

Author:D.L. Jackson [D.L. Jackson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: The Calendar Men Series
Publisher: Decadent Publishing Company, LLC
Published: 2014-04-25T04:00:00+00:00

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Lannie wore a green sweater and a pair of blue jeans; faded, loved, they molded to her curves, accentuating her voluptuous figure. She didn’t look like a slob, but she also didn’t look like she wanted to seduce him. Yeah, she had her agenda, and he could only guess what.

She wouldn’t look at him while they waited for their pizza and, anytime he managed to catch her eye, she turned a shade of burgundy and began to play with the wrapper from her straw. Twisting, rolling, folding, everything but turning the paper into an origami crane.

“Something bothering you?” He grabbed her hand.

“I...no.” She pulled away. “You said you would hear me out?”

“Yes.”

“I’m trying to get a job, one I need, and the man doing the hiring has more or less told me if I can’t get you for this calendar shoot, I won’t get the position.” She looked up. “I had no idea you’d be here. I drove straight from the interview to see my grandmother. That’s the truth and I know what it looks like. If you did agree, the calendar they’re putting together would be for a good cause, to raise money for wounded veterans.”

“So, I wouldn’t have to pose naked, would I?”

“Oh, no.” She flushed pink again, the color reaching the tips of her ears. “Not at all, but I’m sure they’d like you to show a little chest.” Her face got even darker, and she looked down, breaking eye contact.

He grasped her hand again, and when she tried to pull away, he wouldn’t let her. “Tell me what’s got you frazzled here.”

“I’d rather not say.”

He fought the smile tugging on his lips. “About our time in the closet?”

She sucked in a breath. “No. Yes. Maybe.”

“Did the ladies say something...?”

“No!” She grabbed her ice water and began to chug it like she’d been in the desert for a month.

He eyed her. Yeah, they’d said something. Which brought him full circle back to the mysterious bag she’d claimed held an arts and crafts project. First chance he had, he’d pull what she’d stashed out of the closet and see what Lannie Sawyer had to hide. “Easy on that stuff. I don’t want you buzzing when I take you back to my room.”

She choked and coughed, slamming the glass down nearly empty.

“The old ladies are your hot button. I’ve never seen anyone abuse water like whiskey in order to avoid answering a question.”

“What? I’m not avoiding anything.”

“I call bullshit. Tell me what they said—after I left.” He leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest. He’d known them for six year, well most of them. Lannie’s grandmother was a new acquaintance, but every bit like-minded when it came to her granddaughter’s happiness, and it said a lot if the ladies were trying to set them up.

They’d tried before in the past with several of their granddaughters, and he’d always passed. They were experts at applying pressure and blindsiding their granddaughters who had no idea he existed until they sprung the trap was their specialty.

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