Breathless In Love (The Maverick Billionaires #1) by Bella Andre, Jennifer Skully

put these on, Jeremy, or your sister will have my head for creating more laundry.” From the curve of his lips as he said it, she knew he was remembering the baskets of unfolded clothing in the family room.
    She blushed as he tossed the overalls to Jeremy. Who missed.
    Her brother scrambled to grab them up off the concrete. “Do I have to take my clothes off?”
    Will shook his head. “Nope. The legs should be wide enough to fit over your sneakers and jeans.”
    Harper liked that he didn’t make a big deal out of Jeremy not knowing what to do.
    “Okay. I have to sit down.” Jeremy sat on the concrete and tried stuffing his feet into the legs.
    Will didn’t help him, and Harper liked that, too, since she tried not to let herself help Jeremy unless he asked for it.
    Still fighting the overalls onto his legs, rolling onto his back and pulling at them, her brother called, “Doesn’t Harper need these, too?”
    Will eyed her, giving her a long, slow look—which Jeremy was too involved with his overalls to notice. The heat in Will’s gaze told her he’d taken in her tank top and capris. And liked what he saw. “Oh no. I want Harper just the way she is.”
    Even if he couldn’t possibly mean that the way it sounded, it still managed to be the sweetest thing any man had ever said to her.
    Jeremy finally got the blue overalls on his legs, then scooched his bottom to pull them over his hips. Rolling to his hands and knees, he pushed himself up. While her brother put on the overalls, Will had reduced the distance between himself and Harper to two steps.
    He was close enough to touch her now, but he didn’t. That in itself was another tease, something that Will was just too good at.
    “Ready?” Will directed the question to Jeremy, who’d finally zipped up his overalls.
    “Yes!” her brother yelled.
    Then Will finally did what she’d been secretly dying for. He put his hand on her bare back between the straps of her tank top, guiding her toward the garage, making her acutely aware of him with the caress of his fingers above the line of the tank.
    And, even if she shouldn’t, she couldn’t help but love every second of it.
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    Harper had pulled her hair up into a sexy, messy knot held by a butterfly clip. Loose tendrils flirted with her seductively bare shoulders. But it was the silver toe ring on the middle toe of her right foot that really got Will going.
    It should have been unexpected. To anyone else, it might even seem out of character. But not to him. Because he already knew about the secret wildness inside her that was practically bursting to come out. Even if she clearly thought she needed to keep it firmly tamped down.
    “Pile in.” He pointed to the golf cart parked just inside the roll-up door.
    “Cool, I can’t believe we’re going to ride in that!” Everything excited Jeremy, from overalls to golf carts.
    “Makes it easier to come back down the hill if I need something here.” Although Will had outfitted the barn with everything he could possibly need when he was building the Cobra, the golf cart and the path he’d built made it easier to travel back and forth.
    “I almost forgot.” Harper backed off so that his hand fell away from the heat of her skin. “I brought lunch. And drinks. I hope you like peanut butter and jelly.”
    He’d planned on having his housekeeper, Mrs. Taylor, bring up a tray around noon, but it was sweet that Harper had planned ahead. “My favorite,” he told her. He hadn’t eaten a peanut butter and jelly sandwich since Susan made them for lunch every day when she’d sent them all off to school, but back then it really had been his favorite. At least, when he hadn’t been getting into too much trouble to eat lunch.
    “Climb into the backseat,” he told Jeremy, then jetted the golf cart out to Harper, swinging it around so that she could climb in beside him.
    She carried a six-pack of water bottles and an insulated lunch bag. As soon as she was seated, he