He’d been with enough women in his life that a pair of tits were nothing to lose his head over.That was before Hannah Blackwood and her perfect body. Having her pressed against him was a slice of heaven. His dick woke up and waved hello. He told it to go back to sleep but it stirred to life no matter what.She smelled of cinnamon and lemon with a mixture of something flowery. Damn, the woman could make him forget all his good intentions to keep his distance from her. She was perfectly formed, tall enough to accommodate his height and had the most beautiful brown eyes he’d ever seen.Fucking hell.He set her on her feet and his hands itched to grab her again and pull her into the vee of his legs. She blinked rapidly and then stepped back.Without another word, she picked up the basket again and walked away. He hoped like hell that wasn’t the end of his employment. He didn’t have anything else lined up for four months and he didn’t want to be desperate enough to take on building decks or backyard sheds just to eat.Dylan got back to work, checking the progress.
