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He's one hot carpenter undercover . . .
Trevor Vanden Bosch is directed to go undercover at Studs for Hire as a carpenter. His mission–-seduce Sydnie Riley into unknowingly giving him ideas to launch the Venus Bra for one of his ad agency’s biggest clients, Stardust Lingerie. But how can he steal her advertising ideas and win her heart, too?
. . . she's one feisty boss with something to prove . . .
Sydnie is tired of men always being the boss. After she’s cheated out of a promotion at her advertising job by her sexy nemesis and almost lover, Trevor, she decides it’s time she take charge of her life and career. She ditches her male-dominated corporate job, bands together with two college friends, and creates Studs for Hire, a contracting firm loaded with sexy carpenters, electricians and plumbers.
. . . together they'll battle each other's shenanigans and weather one little deception that could keep them from finding their happily-ever-after. Customer Ratings: (All Time)
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Excerpt:
“True, but Trevor should have been back over an hour
ago.”
“Maybe he went on home after he finished.”
“I suppose he could have, but I doubt it. I sent him to Mrs. Whitcomb’s to install that doggie door.”
“Oh. Well that explains it. He’ll be lucky to leave that house with his tool belt in one piece.”
“Why? Is the dog vicious?” Terri asked in a sudden panic. “I don’t know if our insurance covers dog attacks! I better pull the policy.”
“Don’t bother getting up, Terri,” Casey said, and motioned for her friend to stay still.
“It’s Mrs. Whitcomb we’re worried about,” Syd said.“She’s known for her bite for younger men. I can’t believe you haven’t heard about her.”
The sound of an outer door slamming silenced the conversation. The three women eyed each other, then turned toward the door of the office. There stood Trevor. His shirt was torn in shreds and bright red lipstick smudges covered his face. And by his stance, Sydnie knew he was mad as hell.
“I just remembered I’ve got a date tonight.” Casey set down her glass, slipped on her sandals and hurried from the room. “See you all in the morning.”
“I’ve got to go, too. It’s supper time for Thomas O’Malley and he gets cranky if he doesn’t get his kitty treats on time,” Terri said as she grabbed her shoes and followed Casey.
Trevor slammed the door and moved to stand over Sydnie. She saw a muscle working at his jaw. “You set me up,” he bit out.
“I did no such thing.”
“The hell you didn’t. You knew that old lady was like a Piranha ready to devour the flesh of any man who walked through her wrought iron gates.”
“It was a legitimate job.” Syd got to her feet. It was all she could do to keep from laughing at the sight of the lipstick smeared on his face. “Whew. You need a shower, Trev.” She waved her hand in front of her nose. “Chanel No. 5 really isn’t your fragrance.” She walked to the bar sink and set down her empty beer.
“Dammit, Sydnie. Admit it. You set me up.”
“I did not. The woman wanted a doggie door installed. I figured it would be an easy job for you to get started with. How was I to know she’d attack you?” Sydnie shrugged and forced back a smile. It really was fun to watch Trevor sweat.
“She took this Studs for Hire thing literally. I think you’d best be making it clear to your clients they don’t get extras with the handyman work.”
“Speaking of work. Did you get the door installed?”
“Yes. Fabio now has his own door at just the right height so he doesn’t have to lift his precious little legs,” Trev snapped.
“And did you do a good job?”
“Of course I did a good job. I’m not a schmuck.”
“I just want to make sure. Customer satisfaction is our number one goal.”
“As far as I’m concerned, the grand madam should be more than satisfied. We about wore a track in the carpeting around the bed. Who knew a seventy-year-old woman in heels could move so fast.”
“I’m glad to hear you had such a good time.” She smiled.
“Good time? Hell. That was a nightmare.” Trevor raked his fingers through his hair.
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