A Summer's Enchantment – Excerpt

Jake's tight-fitted, short-sleeved shirt lifted, giving Cassandra a clear view of his six-pack. He probably had women lined up at his doorstep. It wasn't like her to gawk at a guy. The array of emotions she was experiencing made her woozy. She was attracted to a total stranger and she enjoyed it.

All thoughts of her decorating project took a back seat to her raging hormones. Her focus was supposed to be on her new home, not a hot, sexy guy in a great pair of jeans. She took a deep breath in an attempt to get it together. He inched closer, and she got a whiff of his sensual cologne. Steadying herself, a silly thought popped into her head. She envisioned him kissing her. Wishful thinking on her part, but she'd never admit it.

Jake didn't have to do or say another thing to pique her interest. He'd done that already. The intensity of his stare sent shivers down her spine.

"Look, I know this is sudden, but how'd you like to meet me a week from Friday at Shark's, on Willow Drive? We're heading the bill and I'd love for you to hear us jam." He reached out to touch her arm. "Say you'll come. Please? No pressure, but my grandmother is waiting." He gave a boyish grin.

His sensuous, full lips tempted her to imagine a romantic interlude. Her head spun. Never in her life had she found a man so tantalizing. She let out a playful giggle, feeling the butterflies in her stomach grow. "I'd love to hear you play again." A real date might be better, but a slow start sounded good for now. The unexpected invitation nearly floored her.

"Can you make it Friday night? I promise to spend breaks with you." He kept his eyes on her, making his request hard to resist.

"I think I can make it."

"You think? Try to be there. I'll sing a song especially for you."

She felt the heat on her face. "Okay, I'll do my best to make it. It's nice of you to invite me. Thanks."

Her heart pounded in her chest. She couldn't believe she had made a date with a man she'd only met briefly, right in front of her house.

Cassandra glanced at her car in the driveway. "Oh no! I have a flat tire. I can't believe it. Brand new tires, no less." She put her hands on her hips and sulked. "I have no idea how to change a tire."

"Don't panic. I'll drive my grandmother home and be right back. I'll take care of it," Jake said.

"Are you sure it won't be a bother? I'm not interrupting your plans, am I? I could always call a tow truck."

"No way. That will cost you a fortune. I'll be back as soon as I can." Jake smiled, jumped into his car, buckled up, and took off.

As he pulled away Cassandra shook her head in disbelief, but she couldn't get the vision of his sculpted body out of her mind. Had she lost it? Maybe all of the stress of moving caused some sort of imbalance with her electrolytes. The move had taken a lot out of her. It was hard to admit how much she'd enjoyed meeting Jake, despite the flirting being so out of character. Change was a good thing. Her luck might be shifting after all.