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EXCERPT
I am
in such a rush to get home to Charlie that I turn around, steaming coffee in
hand, and walk right into this …um
…very handsome man’s chest.
I
feel like such a loser.
“Oh my god…I can’t believe I just
did that! I am so sorry! Are you all right? Did I burn you?”
Did
I burn you? Duh!
Of course I’ve burned him! I’ve
completely, second degree burned someone with a cup of coffee.
GAH!
Mortified!
“I’m okay,” he says with a slight
smirk across his lips as he pulls his coffee-soaked dress shirt away from his
chest. How could he be all right? He’s lying. That coffee was ridiculously hot.
I know. I had to ask the barista to double cup it.
Suddenly, I’m completely taken by
how handsome my coffee covered stranger is. Trying not to look obvious, I
cautiously eye him up and down, drinking in this incredibly sexy, rugged
looking businessman. He’s taller than I am, I’d guess around six feet, with
short, dark-sandy hair.
And
his eyes…
He has the most alluring ice-blue
eyes I have ever seen. Definitely the poster boy of what you would expect a man
from California to look like.
Those eyes…a girl could seriously get lost in those eyes.
Dressed in navy slacks and a crisp, white, linen shirt…okay,
so it’s no longer crisp and white.
His sleeves are rolled up, exposing tanned and toned forearms. I wonder how it
would feel to have those wrapped around me. Then it dawns on me…how long have I
been standing her staring at him?
God,
I hope I wasn’t too obvious!
Snapping myself back to reality,
it’s apparent that the hot coffee I’ve spilled on him burns as I notice him
wince.
“Really, it’s okay,” he says with a
small chuckle.
Please
say he didn’t notice me staring.
I rush to grab some napkins from the
barista, but when I turn back around the handsome stranger is gone.
He’s left without saying a word.
I can’t say that I blame him. I must
have looked like a crazy person because I most definitely was acting like one



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