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cloth from the crystal rod over the tub and washed up. She opened her purse to take out a comb and lip gloss. Her hair clip hung on one side of her hair. She quickly combed it, secured the clip. After reapplying lip gloss, she was ready to see what the men had in mind. She couldn’t help but think the opulence of the house seemed out of place and wrong for two electricians.
    Tossing the washcloth and towel into the hamper, she shrugged off her curiosity and left the bathroom. She met Baron coming back down the stairs, a satisfied grin on his face.
    He held his hand out to her, his mood altered from red-hot lover to friendly host. “Let’s go into the dining room.” Baron seemed perfectly at home in the lavish surroundings, not at all like the rough repairman she’d met yesterday.
    She eyed him with a half smile, hesitant to quiz him. “You and Sham are quite the puzzle.”
    He arched his brows. “How so?”
    “Oh, come on, Baron.” She glanced around the Hollywood-set dining room. “There has to be one hell of a story here. You, Sham, the rich boy trappings.” She tapped his chest for emphasis. “It doesn’t equate. Two young electricians, snuggled in the luxury of everything. What gives?”
    “We save our money.” He laughed and caressed her breasts. “It’s a story better told by Sham.”
    Carol rolled her eyes. “I can’t wait.”
    “And I can’t wait for dinner.” Baron pulled a chair out and helped her get comfortable, then sat across from her. “And here comes the best food in the world. Sham is a miracle worker in the kitchen.”
    And in all the other rooms I’ll bet .
    She kept the comment to herself, unable to look at anything but Sham as he carried in a tray of baked chicken and rice. He filled their plates and poured wine in tall-stemmed glasses. The man had magical hands and looked like her favorite candy.
    He sat next to her and picked up his fork. “I hope you enjoy jasmine chicken, Carol.” He took a bite and chewed slowly. “The fragrance lends itself to your eating pleasure.”
    Sham had been right. The aroma softly filled her nose. “This is wonderful.” She sampled the rice and smiled at him. “You’re a master.”
    Baron had been observing them, but he wasn’t letting that slow his eating with working man gusto. He stopped eating long enough to look at his pager. “Sorry to eat and run, Sham.” He stood and dropped his napkin on the table. “That was the Winslow complex.”
    Carol took note of the look of doubt on Sham’s face. He nodded and sipped from his glass. “I guess I shouldn’t wait up for you.”
    Baron went to Sham and kissed him full on the lips. Carol was surprised when he kissed her as well. “You’ll be here when I get back, won’t you, Carol?”
    He made it clear they wanted her to stay awhile. “I don’t see why not.” She wanted to spend the night with both of them. This cleared the way to do just that.
    And leaves Sham all to me .
    She followed the two men to the front door and waved goodbye to Baron as he drove away.
    A touch to her elbow startled her, and she turned to find Sham gazing at her with a soft smile on his luscious lips.
    “Come with me.” He led her to the stairs. “I have something to show you.”

Chapter Four

    Carol’s thighs were damp as she climbed the steps, quivering a little with anticipation.
    She was surprised when he opened the door to an empty room. “What’s this?”
    A tiny bit of worry crept over her. Here she was in an empty room, alone with a man she wanted to sleep with but knew nothing about. He went to the windows and turned to look at her. “The sun comes in here almost all day.”
    What the hell did she care? This was nothing like she’d thought would be going on after Baron left. “So, why isn’t it furnished? It would make a great den.”
    “It would make a much better room for an artist.” His robe had slipped to the side, and she filled her eyes with the firm muscle and brown nipple exposed