The Sex Solution by Kimberly Raye

didn’t even pause when the doorbell screamed again. Madeline shook her head and started downstairs, her heart pounding.
    Pounding? She had to get a grip. Hadn’t she learned her lesson all those years ago? It had been over an hour. It couldn’t be him.
    While she’d changed in the past twelve years—and she was wearing the dress to prove it— he was still the same guy he’d been back in high school. He was hot and handsome and completely uninterested in Maddie Hale.
    And he was standing at her front door.

7
    S HE WAS PRACTICALLY NAKED .
    The thought registered in Austin’s brain the moment Maddie opened the door.
    The dress was short and tight, cut down to there and up to here. Red spandex hugged her voluptuous curves and left little to his already overactive imagination. And where there wasn’t red, there was skin.
    His gaze shifted up before sweeping back down. At least, he tried for a clean sweep, but his attention seemed hell-bent on pausing at several interesting spots along the way.
    The smooth column of her throat. The frantic beat of her pulse. The bare curve of her shoulder. The deep swell of her breasts. The press of her ripe nipples beneath the thin material of her dress. The flare of her hips. The long, bare legs that seemed to go on endlessly.
    Practically naked, but not completely. All the major parts were covered. It wasn’t as if she’d opened the door wearing nothing but a ride-me-cowboy smile.
    “You’re here,” she blurted as if the fact surprised her. Her full breasts heaved and the dress tugged and his heart stalled. “I mean…” She licked her lips as if fighting for her composure, then pinned him with a stern expression. “You’re late.”
    “Another calf got caught in the west fence.”
    Her sternness faded into compassion. “I hope it’s okay.”
    “She’s fine. A little scratched up, but nothing some liniment couldn’t fix.” That and an extra hundred acres.
    He focused on the thought and forced his attention away from her chest. His gaze lifted and collided with hers, and damned if the lush green of her eyes didn’t take his breath away almost as much as the sight of her voluptuous body in the skintight dress.
    Almost.
    But Austin was a bad boy from way back. Not the sort of man to be undone by a pair of green eyes, even if they did remind him of a soft bed of freshly watered grass.
    “I’m not too late, am I?” He eyed her again. “You’re not heading out?”
    “Out?”
    “On a date.” He frowned, the notion bothering him a hell of a lot more than it should have considering he had no serious intentions where Maddie was concerned. “You look like you’re on your way to meet someone.”
    “I do?” She glanced down. “You mean this old thing?” She shook her head. “I always dress like this when I’m working.”
    “It’s a little revealing for your line of work.”
    “Actually, it’s perfect. Being minimally dressed tends to keep my senses on alert, and what I do is all about the five senses.”
    He gave her a suspicious look. “It’s not going to work. I’m not sleeping with you.”
    “Actually, sleeping isn’t what I had in mind.”
    “You know what I mean.”
    “If you mean sex, just say sex.”
    “Okay, I’m not having sex with you. No way. No how. It’s not happening. You’re not my type.”
    “If that’s true, then it shouldn’t matter what I’m wearing.”
    “It doesn’t matter.”
    “Then why are you so worried about it?”
    “I’m not.” He shrugged. “I hate red is all. It’s my least favorite color and I wouldn’t want to be distracted by my least favorite color when you probably need all of my attention for this sampling thing. So are we going to do this or not?”
    “Come on in while I head out to the kitchen and get another batch of samples ready.”
    “What happened to the first ones?”
    “Uncle Spur ate them. Well, only two of them. It won’t take long to whip up another batch of each.” She shifted again,