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"I must say you keep a very nice establishment."
He smiled. "With the help of my house cleaner. She comes in three times a week."

From the corner of his eye he saw Jenna take a bottle of white wine from the fridge, unscrew the cap and fill two glasses halfway. She came forward and handed him one.

He poured the egg mixture into a pan and added the mushrooms. He was grateful for this short time with her. He'd probably never get another chance like this. He wanted her to know he wasn't the rude bastard she must think him. Thanks to that cloudburst, he had it. But after all those earls and dukes she knew, she was bound to think him crass.

And thank God she'd come to him for help. As much as he'd like to get her into bed, she'd never be in safer hands.

"I was going to offer to give you a hand, but you seem to have everything under control."

His head jerked up. "Sure do. Just got to flip it."

She looked terrific. Even though the bathrobe was a little too big for her, it hung better on her than it did on Lisa. A smile threatened to break out, but he reined it in.

Don't get any dumbass ideas, jerk. She's only in LA a short time then she'll be gone, like a will-o-the-wisp, to some other glamorous Europa Airlines outpost.

And he would never see her again.

Lucas Nelson, a man brought to his knees and humiliated by two women in his life, has given up on them. When he finds himself falling in love with Jenna, who he has problems avoiding, he knows hes in trouble.

Jenna Blake is living the life of her dreams and has made it clear shes not interested in a relationship with an ordinary man. She wants to marry an aristocrat, like the Earl of Kendal. Nothing must be allowed to get in the way of everything shes worked for, not even true love.

But Jenna finds Lucas hard to resist. Will she follow her heart? Or will the earl and his aristocratic trappings win her over?
"If you want to make yourself useful, you can open a bottle of wine."

"Great. Do I find it in the fridge?"

"Uh huh." He inclined his head. "Glasses in the overhead cupboard over there."
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