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It was the sheer proximity of Julius, his strength, his size, the seductive flash of his smile
She wanted him.
It had begun before the kiss, but after, there was no denying her desire. She grew fascinated with him. The width of his hands, the thickness of his fingers, the sturdy curve of his shoulder. She would gaze too long at his face, the blue eyes that always startled her, the broad cheekbones, the hard chin, until he slowly swung his gaze to her. Even then, she’d last only three seconds more before she looked away, leaving him amused.
She was fascinated by him.
She’d sit past dark and think of Julius. He’d taught her all the things she needed to learn on the farm, but she decided, she would ask him to teach her one more lesson….
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Help Wanted: Husband?
Darlene Scalera
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Darlene Scalera is a native New Yorker who graduated magna cum laude from Syracuse University with a degree in public communications. She worked in a variety of fields, including telecommunications and public relations, before devoting herself full-time to romance fiction writing. She was instrumental in forming the Saratoga, New York, chapter of Romance Writers of America and is a frequent speaker on romance writing at local schools, libraries, writing groups and women’s organizations. She currently lives happily ever after in upstate New York with her husband, Jim, and their two children, J.J. and Ariana. You can write to Darlene at P.O. Box 217, Niverville, NY 12130.
Books by Darlene Scalera
HARLEQUIN AMERICAN ROMANCE
762—A MAN FOR MEGAN
807—MAN IN A MILLION
819—THE COWBOY AND THE COUNTESS
861—PRESCRIPTION FOR SEDUCTION
896—BORN OF THE BLUEGRASS
923—HELP WANTED: HUSBAND?
Contents
Chapter One
He was the largest man Lorna had ever seen. Not that she’d seen that many, having spent three-quarters of her life at the Sacred Heart Academy for Girls, and the other quarter within these county lines. But she’d seen enough. One too many, the population of Hope, Massachusetts, was still saying, and if anyone was bold enough to say it to her face, Lorna would have to agree.
Standing behind the trees she’d been pruning, she watched the mountain of a man as he rounded the rusty pickup. His jeans were worn white, emphasizing sturdy Viking legs. His shoulders were a yard wide. The faded denim jacket stretched across their width normally would be too thin for this time of year, but today’s weather was good. Only the old snow in the woods remembered winter. The man crossed onto her property and with each heavy step, she waited for the ground to give a fine tremble.
He stopped, his gaze on her house. It was an upright saltbox, formerly New England austere until five days ago when Lorna had found some old shutters in the shed and painted them yellow. Not a polite yellow. A screaming yellow. She suspected it was this trimming that held the stranger’s eye. She was going to paint the weathered door next. Blue—a brilliant, peacock-strutting blue. No more somber colors. That was one thing she’d sworn off when she’d buried her husband less than six weeks ago. Life was too short and too brazen for grim colors. Good to her new vow, she’d worn chartreuse