“I’m still here, waiting for three clients to finish a second tour.”
“Families?”
“One is a couple with two kids, the other is a guy.”
“Dumont?” she asked. She’d gone through the potential buyers’ information with me.
“That’s the one.”
“What’s he like?”
“Ah, I’m trying to think what the best way to describe him is. Smoking hot or fucking gorgeous. He has green eyes and lots of muscle. I’m surprised I didn’t catch fire just looking at him.”
“Wow. How many muscles are you able to see exactly?”
“None. But the contour of his ass looks sexy as hell even in jeans. I definitely saw some pecs under his shirt.”
A light sound alerted me that I wasn’t alone anymore. Shit. I turned around slowly, bracing myself. Robert stood at the bottom of the stairs, smiling.
“Tess, I’ve got to go,” I murmured. Oh God, he could not have heard that.
“What? But you were just getting to the good part. And—”
I disconnected the call, clutching the phone tight.
Crap! He did hear me; I was sure of it. My cheeks were on fire.
“Any questions?” I asked.
His smile grew more pronounced. Masculinity just rolled off him, wrapping around me as he came even closer.
“One or two, but I think you and I are better off if I keep them to myself.”
Chapter Three
Rob
I couldn’t get Skye Winchester out of my head. The woman was amazingly hot, and I knew she felt the same attraction. It had all been there in her body language and the things she’d said on the phone to whomever she’d been talking to. Her wild hair and curvy body were branded in my mind.
After the showing, I went back to Manhattan. For now, I lived in a hotel by Central Park. I was currently on a run through the park, and I had to admit, I’d forgotten how humid New York was in summer, even at night. Most people liked running early in the morning, but I preferred the evening. I liked clearing my head before going to sleep.
But tonight, running seemed to have the opposite effect. The faster I ran, the more Skye came into focus. She’d been so passionate in the presentation of the house, even though she wasn’t actually making any money out of it. She just wanted to help out her neighbors. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d met someone who did things without expecting anything in return—from me or anyone.
I chuckled, remembering her delicious blush, the way she fidgeted when she realized I’d overheard her. I’d been close to kissing that woman, even though I’d barely met her.
I pushed myself to run faster, breathing in the hot air. The thumping in my ears blocked out any sound. Far from clearing my mind, I couldn’t stop imagining how Skye would react if I kissed or touched her. I wasn’t one to give up, but it was time to admit there was no forgetting about Skye tonight.
I slowed my pace when my phone started vibrating. Anne was calling.
“Hey! I’m running,” I panted into the phone.
“Wow. Even after the long day? I need to borrow some of that determination of yours. Except, wait. I hate running. Oh, never mind. Heard you scared the whole team today?”
I grinned. “A few of them looked as if they were about to shit their pants. They’ll get used to it.”
“I bet they will. How did you like the house? Is it what you want?”
“The house is solid. Big, but you know me. I like my space.”