Bottom Line: Callaghan Brothers, Book 8 - Plot & Excerpts
Time flew, and in only a few hours, the chore was complete. Her treasured decorations were wrapped and boxed, ready to be packed away until next year. Aidan helped with that, too. Mary couldn’t help but admire Aidan’s broad shoulders and flexing muscles as he assumed the task of putting the boxes up in the attic above the garage. Looking at his tight, sculpted behind while he was on the pull-down stairs was a nice bonus, too. “Hungry?” he asked, descending the stairs one last time. She licked her bottom lip as she forced her eyes from his powerful legs, over his lean hips, along his chest (she could see the T-shirt stretched tight where his flannel button-down gaped), and back to his face to find him looking at her. “Um, yeah.” Mary broke free of the lust coiling itself around her like a boa, turning away before he spotted the guilty flush at being caught ogling him. “Starving, actually.” It wasn’t a lie on either count. She’d been too nervous to eat earlier that morning, and she hadn’t had sex in more than eight years.
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