the dealership.”
“Oh.”
She still wanted to crawl into a hole. This was not her style to be this vulnerable in front of a client. How would she recover and get the relationship back on the right keel?
“Can I turn the light on?” Colin asked.
“Go ahead.”
The light would help chase away the demon from her dream.
He did and she squinted until her eyes became accustomed to the light. That’s when she noticed what he was wearing. Plaid boxers and nothing else.
She averted her eyes but she wanted to stare at him. He was an amazing specimen of a maleness. Just enough muscles to make him attractive with a smattering of dark hair on his chest. The snake tattoo she’d seen part of was all revealed for her. The head of the snake looked over his shoulder.
As if it were looking at her.
Damn. Was the room hot all of a sudden?
Maybe not, but Colin certainly was. What was wrong with her? She’d never had such an instant reaction to a man. “Can I get you some water?”
“Yes, please.”
His absence would give her a moment to recover.
***
Colin had heard her screams from upstairs and truly thought someone had entered the house. He’d never run so quickly in his life. At least he’d had the foresight to keep his boxers on. He usually went to bed naked.
For some reason having Tamra in the house made him a little more modest. He probably would have walked down here naked, but she might not have liked that despite his hopes that she would.
He filled a glass with water then took a deep breath. His pulse had been racing when he reached Tamra. Then she’d tried to hit him until she woke up and realized who it was.
She’d managed not to injure him. But now he stood in his boxers and handed her a glass of water. He felt naked which was not a feeling he was used to. He wasn’t the type to do a sex tape, but he also wasn’t shy about his body.
He’d done some slightly racy photo shoots in his life, but he’d always had something on his body.
Tamra gulped down the water but didn’t make eye contact with him. Was his state of undress bothering her?
“You awake now?”
“Yes, thanks.”
He sat down next to her but not close enough to touch. He did want to take her in his arm and soothe away the after effects of whatever dream she had. “What did you dream about?”
“I don’t remember now.”
She was lying. He knew it, but he chose not to pry. It was her dream. “You feel better?”
“Yes, thanks. I hope I can get a cab this time of night.”
“No need. I’ll drive you home,” he said.
Did she really think he was going to make her find her own way home?
“I can’t ask you to do that.”
Her gaze took him in and he realized she was referring to his current state of undress. “I can put some clothes on and drive you home. I just don’t want to rush you out of here.”
“I’m sorry. That was very unprofessional of me to fall asleep.”
“You clearly needed the sleep. You’ve been out for hours. You can take one of the bedrooms upstairs if you want and I can drive you in the morning.”
She bit her lip, clearly decided which was the lesser of two evils. “No, please drive me home now.”
“Let me put some clothes on and I’ll be right back.”
He threw on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt and found Tamra pacing by the front door. She looked a little ashen but he didn’t think she would agree if he insisted she stay.
He did have an unfounded reputation as a hound dog. She might know little about him but he bet she knew that. Damn his younger self and his propensity to be a man-whore.
“I’ll bring the car around.”
She was waiting on the front porch when he drove up. She looked over the car then climbed into the low vehicle. “You drive this all the time?”
“No, just when I get out of the city.”
*
The car sat so low that Tamra thought that she was sliding on the road instead of riding on top of it. It was an Aston Martin but she wasn’t sure why she knew that. She
“Oh.”
She still wanted to crawl into a hole. This was not her style to be this vulnerable in front of a client. How would she recover and get the relationship back on the right keel?
“Can I turn the light on?” Colin asked.
“Go ahead.”
The light would help chase away the demon from her dream.
He did and she squinted until her eyes became accustomed to the light. That’s when she noticed what he was wearing. Plaid boxers and nothing else.
She averted her eyes but she wanted to stare at him. He was an amazing specimen of a maleness. Just enough muscles to make him attractive with a smattering of dark hair on his chest. The snake tattoo she’d seen part of was all revealed for her. The head of the snake looked over his shoulder.
As if it were looking at her.
Damn. Was the room hot all of a sudden?
Maybe not, but Colin certainly was. What was wrong with her? She’d never had such an instant reaction to a man. “Can I get you some water?”
“Yes, please.”
His absence would give her a moment to recover.
***
Colin had heard her screams from upstairs and truly thought someone had entered the house. He’d never run so quickly in his life. At least he’d had the foresight to keep his boxers on. He usually went to bed naked.
For some reason having Tamra in the house made him a little more modest. He probably would have walked down here naked, but she might not have liked that despite his hopes that she would.
He filled a glass with water then took a deep breath. His pulse had been racing when he reached Tamra. Then she’d tried to hit him until she woke up and realized who it was.
She’d managed not to injure him. But now he stood in his boxers and handed her a glass of water. He felt naked which was not a feeling he was used to. He wasn’t the type to do a sex tape, but he also wasn’t shy about his body.
He’d done some slightly racy photo shoots in his life, but he’d always had something on his body.
Tamra gulped down the water but didn’t make eye contact with him. Was his state of undress bothering her?
“You awake now?”
“Yes, thanks.”
He sat down next to her but not close enough to touch. He did want to take her in his arm and soothe away the after effects of whatever dream she had. “What did you dream about?”
“I don’t remember now.”
She was lying. He knew it, but he chose not to pry. It was her dream. “You feel better?”
“Yes, thanks. I hope I can get a cab this time of night.”
“No need. I’ll drive you home,” he said.
Did she really think he was going to make her find her own way home?
“I can’t ask you to do that.”
Her gaze took him in and he realized she was referring to his current state of undress. “I can put some clothes on and drive you home. I just don’t want to rush you out of here.”
“I’m sorry. That was very unprofessional of me to fall asleep.”
“You clearly needed the sleep. You’ve been out for hours. You can take one of the bedrooms upstairs if you want and I can drive you in the morning.”
She bit her lip, clearly decided which was the lesser of two evils. “No, please drive me home now.”
“Let me put some clothes on and I’ll be right back.”
He threw on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt and found Tamra pacing by the front door. She looked a little ashen but he didn’t think she would agree if he insisted she stay.
He did have an unfounded reputation as a hound dog. She might know little about him but he bet she knew that. Damn his younger self and his propensity to be a man-whore.
“I’ll bring the car around.”
She was waiting on the front porch when he drove up. She looked over the car then climbed into the low vehicle. “You drive this all the time?”
“No, just when I get out of the city.”
*
The car sat so low that Tamra thought that she was sliding on the road instead of riding on top of it. It was an Aston Martin but she wasn’t sure why she knew that. She
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