RESCUE ME
Shades of Love, 2
Teri Fowler
Copyright © 2013
Chapter One
He was losing her.
The stunning TV show producer, half hidden by an enormous maple desk in
the middle of a stiflingly hot LA studio, dropped Seth Coulter's gaze and
frowned down at her lap. Seth swallowed a groan and hoped that damned phone she
couldn’t seem to keep her eyes or hands off for more than a few seconds at a
stretch hadn't just sealed the fate of his family's ranch. He'd much prefer it
if she couldn’t keep her eyes off him, especially with so little time to make
an impression.
The woman, who he now knew to be Maya Franklin, spoke without looking at
him, her attention still firmly fixed on her phone. "I'm sorry about this.
My boss doesn't like to be kept waiting."
Seth tried to guess her age. She looked to be about thirty years old and
only a couple of years younger than he was, but right now he felt like a kid
who'd been called to stand in front of the teacher's desk for being a bad boy.
He stared at the top of her sleek, dark head, tension building in his
gut. Under normal circumstances, Seth would have appreciated an unguarded
moment to gaze at someone so beautiful, but what this woman could do for him
and his family was far more important than some fleeting attraction.
The slim yet still somehow voluptuous female with a pair of killer legs
had strolled through the reception area at the start of the auditions, and
every man waiting had craned their necks to follow her progress across the
room. Her thin cotton T-shirt and beige slacks might have seemed a sedate
choice of clothing when compared to the attire—or lack of it—of the other women
Seth had seen wandering around the studio lot, but they clung to her in all the
important places and made her far sexier than her half-naked colleagues could
ever hope to be. He'd dragged his gaze away from her deliciously pert behind,
annoyed that a woman, albeit a stunning one, had made him lose focus. But his
eyes searched her out again when the sound of a soft husky voice caressed his
ears. Seth turned, just in time to watch with rigid fascination as she threw
her head back to laugh at a colleague's joke, exposing her long, coffee colored
neck. Her lush, cherry red lips parted to reveal a wide, dazzling smile, and
her eyes danced with mischief as a glow spread across her smooth, brown cheeks.
A hard pulse in his groin had him catching his breath, and he tore his eyes
away again, acutely aware that he would need to regain control of his body
before he got any closer to her.
But ten minutes in the room with her had cooled his ardor some. The
producer might look like the kind of woman that fantasies were made of, but
standing before her while she eyed him like a piece of horseflesh had been a
harsh and much needed dose of reality. As cold as her fleeting assessment of
his physical attributes might have been, it was still preferable to her losing
interest altogether.
"Am I boring you?"
The producer jerked upright in her seat and dragged her ebony eyes away
from the smart phone in her hand. A hot flash of temper put fire in her already
intense gaze until she blinked it away and blew out a tense breath. Maya placed
her phone on the desk and sent him a brittle smile that might have chilled the
blood of a less irritated man. But in his current frame of mind, Seth just got
a deep and perverse satisfaction out of rattling her cage, so he smiled right
back at her. She cocked a dark eyebrow, and her sinfully plump mouth curved
into a genuine grin before she bit on her lip to smother it.
"So, Mr..." Maya stopped to take a look at the sheet of paper
in her hand, making a good job of pretending she'd forgotten his name. "Ah
yes, Mr. Coulter. In your opinion, what makes you stand out amongst the many
contestants auditioning for 'Rescue Me'?"
Ignoring the way her voice turned every word into a caress, Seth fixed
her with a direct gaze, determined to make the most of
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