Her Handy Man

   Damn he looked good, all muscled and a little sweaty.  She could almost taste him, the slightly salty texture of his skin.  Her knees trembled as his tongue snuck out of his mouth to lick away a drop of mayonnaise.  Ah hell, this was not going to work.  She was not going to be able to spend every night working on the house, watching him, listening to his deep voice and remain unmoved. Even arguing with her, he was sexy as hell.

Samantha Whitney had life by the ass; great friends, a great job, and for the first time a place to really settle and call home. Maybe it was a beaten up bungalow she spent every last dime on at auction but it was hers, free and clear. At least until the code inspector came knocking at the door with a list a mile long and a ninety day deadline.  With little more than pocket change, Samantha was screwed. She had no choice but to seek some volunteer service.

Sergeant Jared Steel was dazed the first time he saw Samantha. As prickly as she was gorgeous, she left him wanting more.  Though her tainted view of men in uniform led the former Marine turned police officer to keep his mind focused on the work at hand. However, as Samantha's impulsive and risky decisions make more work for Jared, he starts to believe that she not only needs a handy man, but a man handy enough to put a stop to her irresponsible behavior.

Authors Note: This book is a loving romance that contains power exchange and sexual scenes.  Please do not buy if this offends you.