Tempted. Kimberly Van Meter

it his mission to catch the lovely Harper Riley.

      An instant smile threatened even as he thought of her.

      Yeah, that could make the trip bearable.

      Teagan spent his adult life making sure that J.T. stayed out of trouble. Maybe it was his turn to do something reckless.

      Harper was playing it cool.

      Guess it was time to turn up the heat.

      Oh, Harper, you’re about to experience a little Carmichael charm.

      He gave the mirror a cheesy grin and wagged his eyebrows.

      Okay, so he was a little rusty.

      Let’s start with the basics.

      Teagan wrapped the towel around his midsection and flexed, popping out the muscles in his abs and pecs.

      Respectable, he noted with pride.

      Damn respectable.

      He flexed a little more, some poses nonchalant, others obvious.

      Then, because all men were essentially kids at heart, he whipped off his towel and swiveled his hips so that his cock started to sway.

      Ding dong, baby.

      He did that a few times until it started to become painful.

      Okay, that’s enough, his inner adult chastised and he returned the towel to his hips.

      He knew Harper was attracted to him physically, but she resisted him anyway. So it had to be a mental game.

      He had to interest Harper on a different level if he wanted her guard to come down.

      So it was time to figure out just what made Harper tick.

      Time for a little recon.