Second Time Around (Yvonne's Naughty Story Collection) by Yvonne Michaels Page B

get into her car.
    “That’s a great offer, but I don’t need your money.” She leaned back against her blue sedan.
    “Actually,” his voice deepened, “I was sort of hoping that I could get you to have dinner with me tonight.”
    Erica shook her head. “So you want me to go home, change clothes, and then have dinner with you?”
    He shrugged, “Something like that.”
    Temptation warred with anger, “Do you still get everything you want? Surely a man like you would have a wife or at the very least a girlfriend. Wait, maybe you have both.”
    It was his turn to look puzzled. “What do you mean do I STILL get everything I want? Do we know each other? “
    Oh hell. “We went to high school together, William. I was a few years behind you.”
    “I’m sorry, I don’t recognize you.” His gaze swept appreciatively over her.
    Duh, Erica. Your hair wasn’t short or red and your wardrobe was far from designer clothes . “Erica. Erica Mayer. I dyed my hair blond back then and I wasn’t exactly in your circles.”
    “My what?” he looked genuinely confused.
    “To put it simply, you were popular and I wasn’t.” You didn’t even know I was alive for more than a moment. Or that I had a giant crush on you. She shivered. “Look I appreciate that you want to help but I am freezing here so I’ll just go.”
    “You’re leaving without finding out if this chemistry is going anywhere?”
    That got her attention. A shiver of excitement rippled through her body and settled between her thighs. Stop it. He’s just an asshole in the disguise of Prince Charming.
    Slipping his jacket off, he wrapped it around her shoulders. The warmth eased the chill in her bones. The suit smelled like cologne and a bit like coconut around the lapel.
    “The least you can do is invite me back for coffee.” His voice was playful, boyish. “Since we know each other and all.”
    He was so close it took all of her willpower not to melt into his arms.
    “You’re insane.” She shook her head resisting a grin that tugged at the corners of her mouth.
    “Tell you what. Give me your address. You go home and change and I’ll stop for coffee. It’s the least I can do after the dinner fiasco.”
    “Tell YOU what. I will get my own coffee and my own dinner. You go back inside to your family.”
    Erica waited for him to say something more but he seemed to have run out of arguments. Dismissing him from her mind she unlocked the car and yanked open the door.
    “Wait.” He grabbed the top of the door. “At least give me your number so that I can find out how much the cleaning bill is.”
    Erica laughed, “That is a really lame pickup line.” She couldn’t tell if the twisted up face he made was from being offended or irritated.
    “ Consider it compensation for not noticing you in high school.”
    “Fine.” Erica dug around in her purse. She was pretty sure she was going to regret this but curiosity got the better of her. “Here’s my card. It has my office and my cell phone number.”
     

Chapter 2
    “Will, hello, Will?”
    Will shook his head as his brother waved a hand in front of his face. Maybe if he shook his head hard enough he could get the daydream of a certain redhead spread out naked on his bed out of his mind.
    “Sorry. What were you saying?”
    Cameron rolled his eyes. “We were discussing the Robinson case. Sam wants custody of their kids.”
    “Sole custody?”
    “Yep. The last thing he wants is to have to shell out half of his salary for child support.”
    Will stared at his younger brother. The chestnut brown hair showed no sign of grey and the expensive grey suit was tailored just for him.  The charming smile hid a layer of ruthlessness that only a select few knew abo ut.  The vision of a particular beautiful woman faded and he heaved a sigh. “What’s wrong with their mother?”
    “Other than she’s a frumpy mess?”
    William resisted the urge to groan. “So she’s a drug dealer or she spends the whole day