✨EXCERPT: WHEN THE SEASONS CHANGE by Shea Brighton releasing March 31st!
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I was about to call out a greeting when a disgruntled groan from the adjoining room grabbed my attention. Making my way to the door, I stopped on a dime at the view in front of me.
“Fuck. You’d think after all these years, I would have learned not to fiddle with Grams’ ring.”
Oh, I’d know that voice anywhere, but the image of Reese Henley on her hands and knees under her desk, with only her backside, legs, and high heels visible, would stick with me the rest of my days.
I leaned against the doorframe, crossing my arms over my chest. “Well, well. This is quite the view, Ms. Henley.”
Reese ceased moving. By the stillness of her body, I had to wonder if she even took a breath.
Of course, my own breaths were hard to come by as I stared at the vision before me. Somewhere in my brain the thought to divert my gaze should be firing. However, it wasn’t. Not even close. Instead, all I could see was her naked and on a bed, in the same position, ready and waiting for me. My hands twitched, wanting to run along what had to be silky skin.
“I should have stayed in bed,” came from under the desk, and I forced myself not to smile. She shimmied backward on a wiggle and now it was my turn to groan. Sucking in a deep breath, she went to stand.
I took a step toward her, reaching and calling out. “Watch your he—”
“Motherf—,” she exclaimed as she smacked her head on the edge of the desk. Bracing one hand on the desk and rubbing her head with the other, she gingerly stood on somewhat shaky stilettos. My eyes never left her as she composed herself, taking several deep breaths before turning around to face me.
Sweet baby Jesus.
Pictures on social media hadn’t done her justice. She was fucking stunning. This was not good.
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