A Sexy Marine Neighbor?
Oorah!
The sight of the gorgeous, ripped military man across the street heats Mari McGuire from head to toeâand a whole lot in between. Yes, sir, she definitely has a case of Hot Marine Syndrome. And when First Lieutenant Brody Williams rescues her from an awkward run-in with her ex by pretending to be her boyfriend, Mari can confirm sheâs got it bad...
Of course, theyâre friends first, and friends help each other out. Mari needs a hand renovating the old Victorian house she just bought and Brody needs a girlfriend to secure his promotion. Itâs the perfect temporary arrangementâand then thereâs the sizzling chemistry. Itâs wickedly racy. Itâs addictive. But neither of them expects Cupidâs arrow to aim for their hearts!
Brody grabbed his tools and winked at her.
âSeems silly for you to get cleaned up only to get dirty again...â she said.
Dirty. Why did everything out of Mariâs mouth sound like sexual innuendo?
Because of the kiss and you were tight against Brodyâsâ
Stop it.
She pushed away the thoughts of stripping off his tank and running her hands across his tight abs. Far, far away.
âRight. Tile.â She gestured toward the staircase, so that he could get started.
âCool.â He stepped past her and headed on up. âWhere am I going?â
âBathroom. Second door on the right.â The manâs butt as he climbed the stairs was a sight to behold.
No, this wasnât going to be a bad idea at all...
Dear Reader,
This story, along with the two more in this series, was inspired by a group of Marines I saw in the airport in Dallas one day. They were sitting aroundâmen and women, laughing and giving each other a hard time. Turns out they were heading home (I might have eavesdropped a little). I donât know where theyâd been, but it sent my imagination into overdrive, and I started writing furiously in my notebook.
I also have an addiction to HGTV. And those two things, the Marines and remodeling a house, sort of came together in my head. Thatâs how Brody came to be the handsome Marine who lives across the street from Mari, the heroine. While heâs far from perfect, he can fix almost anythingâmaybe even Mariâs broken heart.
Iâd like to thank those Marines for inspiring me, and to all of the servicemen and women who put their lives on the line to protect our freedom.
I would love to hear from you. You can follow me on Twitter, @candacehavens, and Facebook, facebook.com/candace.havens.7, or visit me at candacehavens.com.
Candace
CANDACE âCANDYâ HAVENS is a bestselling and award-winning author. She is a two-time RITA® Award, Write Touch Reader and Holt Medallion finalist. She is also a winner of the Barbara Wilson Award. Candy is a nationally syndicated entertainment columnist for FYI Television. A veteran journalist, she has interviewed just about everyone in Hollywood. You can hear Candy weekly on New Country 96.3 KSCS in the Dallas-Fort Worth Area.
Jill Marsal, thank you for your patience and for hanginâ tight. You are awesomeness.
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LIEUTENANT BRODY WILLIAMS dumped a bag of tortilla chips in his grocery cart and tried not to wince when the wheels squeaked. The headaches were less intense since the crash, but he still had them daily. That level of pain, paired with the dreams that had him waking up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat, had left him feeling rotten for months. If he took the drugs the doctors gave him, he couldnât fly, so he ran for miles every day and drank more coffee than any man should.
He added salsa to his cart. A hobby, thatâs what he needed, something that would keep him busy and the memories at bay. Fixing up his rented house was almost complete. New projectsâthat would do it. He was about to turn the corner when he saw the familiar red head.
Shoot. His COâs daughter was walking down the frozen food section.
Why does she always seem to turn up wherever I am?
Heâd met her at a reception his boss threw a few weeks ago. At first, heâd thought she was pretty, but then discovered she was the bossâs daughter. Hands off that one. Unfortunately, she didnât seem to understand that dating her wasnât even a remote possibility for him. His boss was already an aggravation, he didnât need to be adding to it by taking out the manâs daughter.
Turning his cart quickly, he headed the opposite way. A woman plus a couple were blocking his escape. He stood off to one side pretending to look at the different brands of coffee.
âMarigold, Iâd like you to meet my beautiful fiancée, Annalise. Sheâs a model,â the man said. âSheâs been in a ton of magazines.â His tone was snide and Brody felt sorry for Marigold.
âFiancée? But we only broke up two months ago,â she said. âI mean, congrats and all, but thatâs kind of fast.â The voice was familiar to Brody, smooth and rich like honey.