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Amber was just getting a carton of eggs out of the refrigerator while Ruger talked about the case he currently worked on, when a knock sounded on the back door that led into the kitchen. Ruger got up to answer it. When she turned around, a frowning Sean stood in the open doorway. Jitters of excitement skipped through her bloodstream. God, she’d missed him.
The big man standing with one hand anchored against Amber’s doorjamb and the other on the door, effectively blocking the entrance, had the coldest eyes Sean had ever seen. He certainly would have intimidated the hell out of most men. Still, Sean wasn’t so much intimidated as pretty damned jealous. After all, the guy stood in Amber’s kitchen and she still wore a nightshirt. If you could call the tiny thing a nightshirt. It came to mid-thigh, had a plunging V line, and was plain white. It appeared suspiciously to be a man’s undershirt, and that thought incensed him even more. His mouth thinned and his body tensed in unconscious preparation to do battle.
“Can I help you?” the man asked, still not permitting Sean to enter.
“I’m here to speak to Amber.” He peered around the man’s shoulder and stared directly at her.
“She’s busy right now.”
“Oh for God’s sake, Ruger,” she growled. “I know Mom taught you better than that. This is Sean,” she explained as she motioned his way. “My neighbor and my date for Friday night. Sean, do come in, please.” She shoved at Ruger’s block of an arm.
“You need to get dressed, sis.” He stayed firm and eyed her nightshirt. “Like now.”
“That’s the second time I’ve been told what to do by a man, and I’m done with it. You both need to step into the twenty-first century and get your heads out of your butts.”
Sean watched her stomp out of the room, noticing the lovely way her backside bounced. Damn, she was sexy when she was mad. So much fire in such a small package, it made a man wonder what she’d be like in bed. His gaze locked on to the other man’s, and he arched one brow, silently asking if he was going to comply or risk Amber’s wrath.
“Might as well come in.” Ruger stepped aside to allow him to enter. “So you’re the new guy in town. I’d like to know your intentions toward my sister.”
“Your sister?” He thought about that for a second and then let out a huge laugh.
A Touch of Amber-- February 2016!