I’m continuing with a sneak peek at the opening of my WIP — the third and final book in the Passion Island trilogy, Triple Wedding.
It stars another of the Dayle sisters, Teegan, who gets a shock when she gets home from work — a stranger is in her house, wrapped only in a towel.
“Mercedes trusted you enough to leave you here alone?” Teegan intended it as a statement but it came out a question.
Teegan saw no of course about it.
“She thought you’d still be at work until after she got home,” he explained. “She says you’re always at work and you really ought to cut back your hours. But as you see, she’s not here.” He spread his hands, which emphasized his biceps and triceps.
She forced herself to relax. “Then I guess I trust you, too.”
He grinned. “You’re just as loyal and generous a roommate as Mercy says.”
The compliment really shouldn’t feel as good as it did, but since it was accompanied by a smile and a bare chest, warmth washed over her. Mercedes chose very well. Teegan just wished she’d said something about this Sterling Peters beforehand before inviting him home.
“Do you have everything you need?” she asked. “Toothbrush, food…clothes? I can get some things and leave them outside her room.”
“Oh, I’m not sleeping with her,” he said with a laugh. “That’d be weird. I’m in the room with teal walls.” He gestured at her blouse. “You really like teal, eh?”
The edges of the blouse had strayed open. She clutched them closed. “If you aren’t sleeping with Mercedes, I ask again—who are you and why the—” She choked back a swear word. She trusted him, remember? “Why are you in my house?”
“Wow, your eyes really do flash when you’re halfway to losing your temper.”
Her eyes flashed again, probably. “You already said that.”
“Did I?” He pursed his lips and cocked his head to one side. “No, I merely said you were attractive when angry. I made no mention of your eyes. But before you explode, Teegan, I’m Mercy’s brother. I’m sure she’s mentioned me.”
“Not a word.”
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