Around the World in 80 Men Series: Boxed Set 21-30 by Brandi Ratliff, Rebecca Ratliff

wine all over her legs and stood at the same time as
she was attempting to wipe the liquid from her skin. “Sorry, I
didn't hear you come in.” His laughter got her heart to slow
down a bit, and she joined him as she stood on her tip toes to kiss
the smile on the gorgeous mans lips.
    “Hmmm,
how about we get you more than a liquid meal?” His eyes moved
down to her legs as he held her at arm's length to take in the
damage. Morgan nodded quickly, and gave him one more kiss before
running to the bathroom to clean up and change for the afternoon.
Ian missed her rear end when he attempted a quick swat, and shook his
head as he sat in the chair that she had just left.
    Morgan's
pink scrapbook was still open, displaying the handsome, Michael. He
picked it up and looked behind him, into the main room through the
patio doors. Morgan was in the bathroom, and he took a deep breath
as he opened to the front page to find out what secrets the book
held. Ian wasn't a busy body by any stretch, but Morgan interested
him to the point of wanting to know more about her, so a quick look
wouldn't hurt.
    There,
in the front, was of course Finlay Campbell. Ian noted him as a very
large man, very intimidating as well. Not that Ian was small, maybe
only a few inches shorter, but muscle wise, the Scot had quite the
upper hand. He read Morgan's notes around the page and suddenly felt
horrible for reading her secrets, but something kept him going and he
flipped to the second page. He read her notes about Tanner as well,
then Dante's. He was reading her notes about Sean and how he'd been
the one to pick her up from Portu...
    “Having
fun?” Morgan leaned up against the doorway, wearing a fresh
pair of shorts and no longer wearing the sticky pink wine down her
thighs. She raised an eyebrow when he slowly closed the book and set
it down beside him.
    “I...uh...sorry,”
he told her, then stood and pulled at his tee shirt nervously. Morgan
had been the one who'd left it open, but he was the one who'd taken
it upon himself to snoop around.
    “Find
anything interesting?” Morgan giggled, then took a step forward
and wrapped her arm around his, then they walked into the house
together.
    “Are
those your clients?”
    “Most
of them, yes.” The only exceptions were Angel, Michael, Angela,
and a few pages of other butlers, including Burke, Evita and Tomas.
    “You
put all of them in there?” Ian prodded again.
    “Well,
I have a page for each of them, even the ones who...didn't...work
out...” She chose her words carefully. Ian caught on that it
was a sensitive subject and dropped it for the time being. He was
curious though why she wouldn't work out with any of them, but it was
a question for later, if at all.
    “I
saw something about the fish charm...I guess these,” he gently
grabbed hold of her bracelet, “are from these guys too?”
    “Most
of them,” she answered again, then laughed and released his
arm. “Are you going to drill me all day with questions or take
me out to eat?”
    “Well,
I'd like to drill you all night, but I suppose we should eat,
yeah?” Morgan nodded and smiled as she walked toward the
kitchen island to retrieve her purse. The man had a million more
questions, but the fact that she personally cared about her clients
was what he really wanted to learn, and his discovery was well
received.
    “We
could have food brought up. I know the owner of this place.”
Morgan cocked her head to the side, then turned around slowly and
pressed the button near the elevator. Just as she anticipated, Ian's
hands wrapped around her hips and she felt his hot breath against the
back of her neck. Morgan's soft moan of approval brought his lips to
her ear, then he placed one of his hands over hers and pressed the
elevator button again, stopping it from arriving at their floor.
    “Then
I think he could make some calls,” his deep voice whispered in
her ear, sending chills up Morgan's back. “What would you
like?”
    Morgan
turned back