Yielding for Him by Lauren Fraser Page A

best.” Although, her tone suggested she disagreed with her son’s decision. Rachel bit back a smirk. Of course, Lila thought she was always right, that was a huge part of the reason she fired Rachel.
    “No, I think he was right. This is fantastic.” Rachel’s gaze roamed around the backyard. “Your son did all your landscaping, front and back?” she asked.
    “Mmmhmm. He did the front a couple of years ago just for fun while he was in University, and then did the backyard this past year when he started up his business. It’s not really my thing you understand, but what kind of mother would I be if I didn’t let him play with it?” Lila’s patronising tone grated on Rachel to her very core.
    “Well, I would say he did a huge service for your yard. This is beautiful. He’s incredibly talented,” Rachel told her.
    “Hey, Mom.” A husky male voice came from the deck. “I rang the bell, but I guess you didn’t hear me. I just wanted to drop off those flowers for your pots.”
    Rachel looked up and it was all she could do to keep her jaw from hitting the ground. Standing on the deck was the most incredible looking man she had ever seen. His hard body drew her stare. He had those delicious kind of shoulders men get from hard work, not the gym. His lush lips curled into a grin when he saw the women.
    Lila stepped out of the gazebo, leaving the two women behind. Rachel looked over at Jan. “Wow!”
    Jan nodded and mouthed back, “I told you.”
    “Mark, would you come down here please. I would like you to meet someone.” Lila beckoned.
    “Sure,” he called as he made his way down the steps.
    Rachel couldn’t keep her eyes off him. He was the stuff of fantasies with his low slung, worn blue jeans and cocky walk. His T-shirt pulled tight across his muscular chest as he moved towards them. How the hell could Lila have a son who looked like a Greek God? And how had she not seen him before?
    Mark walked up and kissed his mom on the cheek then turned his attention to Jan. “Hi, Mrs. Collins, how are you doing?”
    Rachel bit back a laugh at the look on Jan’s face when Mark called her Mrs Collins. Then she choked on her breath as Mark pinned her with the full force of his blue eyes. “Hi,” he said, smiling.
    His gaze roamed over Rachel’s body. His confident smile one of a man who knew exactly how attractive he was to the opposite sex. “I’m Mark.” He stuck out his hand and enclosed hers in his warm grasp. His rough fingers slid across the smooth surface of her skin. A shock of heat raced through her body.
    “Hi, I’m Rachel. It’s nice to meet you.” Her voice came out huskier than she had ever heard it.
    Jan snorted, drawing Mark’s attention to her. “So, Mark, Rachel here was just admiring your handiwork.”
    “Is that right?” He turned back to Rachel and ran his hand through his dark, chocolate brown hair. The action drew her eyes to his biceps as he moved. “You like what you see?” he asked, his mouth quirked up at the edges.
    Rachel gulped. Unable to trust her voice, she nodded like an idiot. When Jan laughed, Rachel glared at her then glanced towards Lila who was watching her through narrowed eyes. Shit! Just what she needed, to make an idiot out of herself in front of Lila of all people. Rachel shook her head. She was a grown woman, for God sakes. She could talk to a handsome man without acting like an idiot.
    “I definitely like it. I love how you were able to match the moulding on the railing with the house. It looks like it has always been here. And the gazebo is stunning. The details and intricacy of the work are phenomenal. I was interested in having something like this gazebo in my backyard as well as some other stuff done. I don’t know how swamped you are with work, or if you would even have time to give me a quote,” she asked him, rambling like an adolescent schoolgirl.
    He looked her up and down, the look of male appreciation so hot and lustful it seared her with heat.