âIâd like to have an affair with you.â
Dedicated kindergarten teacher Erin MacDonald isnât the type to make the first move on a manâespecially gorgeous David McCay, her secret crush. But when a crisis involving one of her pupils offers a chance to help the pro baseballer turned local brewery owner, Erin goes way out of her comfort zone. So way out she makes a shocking suggestion!
David moved to the Colorado mountain town to look after his sister and her son. Now heâs a stand-in parent to his nephew, trying to fight his attraction to Erin...who just propositioned him. David is nobodyâs hero. So why canât he convince the sweet, kindhearted beauty that she deserves better than him? Is it because theyâre the perfect imperfect match?
âI wanted to check on Rhett.â
He moved closer, crowding her a little. But she didnât step back. She stood her ground. âThatâs not all you want,â he whispered.
There werenât enough words in the English language to cover all the things she wanted from David. From life. From this moment.
âAsk me again,â he told her, threading his fingers through her hair. The desire she saw in his blue eyes mesmerized her. A longing that matched her own, making her need grow that much more intense. âAsk me to have an affair with you.â
âKiss me,â she said instead. Those two words were the only ones she could force her mouth to form at the moment.
He lowered his mouth to hers, claiming her lips with a force she felt all the way to her toes. How could the way he touched her feel both infinitely gentle and demanding at the same time? She wound her arms around his neck and gave herself over to the sensation. It was too much and not enough, and she whispered the one word that pounded through her whole body, âMore.â
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Crimson, Colorado: Finding homeâand foreverâin the West
MICHELLE MAJOR grew up in Ohio but dreamed of living in the mountains. Soon after graduating with a degree in journalism, she pointed her car west and settled in Colorado. Her life and house are filled with one great husband, two beautiful kids, a few furry pets and several well-behaved reptiles. Sheâs grateful to have found her passion writing stories with happy endings. Michelle loves to hear from her readers at www.michellemajor.com.
Chapter One
âStop staring at the hottie brewmasterâs butt.â
Erin MacDonald choked on the gulp of strawberry daiquiri sheâd just swallowed. âIâm not staring at anyoneâs butt,â she said as she grabbed a wad of napkins and dabbed at her chin and shirtfront. âAnd donât talk so loud.â
Melody Cross, one of the second-grade teachers at Crimson Elementary, snorted. âItâs a crowded bar on a busy Thursday night. No one can hear me.â
But Melody had the kind of booming voice that could quiet a room full of squirming eight-year-olds the afternoon before summer break. The tall table they stood at was a good five feet from the bar, but Erin swore she saw the manâs broad shoulders stiffen.
âWant me to take a picture of him?â Suzie Vitale, her fellow kindergarten teacher, offered with a tipsy smile. âIt lasts longer.â
Before Erin could stop her, the curvy blonde aimed her phone at the backside of the gorgeous guy who not only worked the bar but also owned Elevation Brewery. The brewpub had opened a little over a year ago and had become a popular hangout for both locals and tourists in the quaint mountain town of Crimson, Colorado.
Erin had noticed David McCay, the breweryâs owner, the first time sheâd stepped into the nouveau rusticâand very on-trend for Coloradoâspace. He was tall and lean, with dark blond hair that curled around the collars of the flannel shirts he favored. David McCay was as handsome as a movie star and built like he spent endless hours tossing huge sacks of barleyâor whatever it was beer brewers did.
Erin, who was built like she spent her days sitting cross-legged on a reading rug, had surreptitiously watched him each time she came into the bar with friends or coworkers for a random happy hour or birthday celebration. He was often tending bar or sometimes sheâd spot him coming out from the back, wearing the heavy rubber boots and backward ball cap that sheâd quickly learned were his uniform when actually brewing beer.
Colorado was known for its craft brews, and the fact that Elevation had made a name for itself so quickly was a testament to his hard work and talent at running a business.
At least thatâs what Erin wanted to believe. Her mother liked to remind Erin that she too often assumed the best about people, which allowed them to regularly take advantage of her.