Winter's Heat Read Online Free
Author: Tami Vinson
her.
Snapping out of her disturbing thoughts, she silently chastised herself for being so nosy. She had to be careful not to let her infatuation for Eric get out of hand because of the contract she’d signed when she first got hired. She knew all she needed to know as his employee and that would have to be enough.
He was decent, honest and he paid her a good salary. So what if she longed to know him on a more personal level. She also wanted to win the lottery too, but that wasn’t going to happen either.
Making her way determinately through the house, she heard the faint sounds of a familiar bass pumping song flowing from the home gym on the other side of the house. It further signaled he was already up getting his customary morning workout done.
She’d always felt that the gym always felt like the one room in the whole house that had his personal stamp all over it. He was the only person she’d ever known to actually use all the random equipment in the wall to wall mirrored room.
The man was ruthless when it came to pushing his sculpted physique to the limit and it showed.
And oh did it show .
She thought of the emblem-like tattoo on his upper left shoulder. The military looking insignia must have something to do with the discipline he showed in every aspect of his life as well as maintaining the muscular bulk his expensive tailored suits fit to perfection.
She had to hand it to him. Shaking her head and grinning. Even though she was now taking better care of herself, she knew that there would have to be a loaded gun involved if she had to work out every day the way he did.
Eric, she knew kept his routine through rain, sleet or snow. And that was not only in the gym, but also in business as well. He was always flying out for meetings with different clients all over the country and that was why she tried to make sure everything ran as smoothly as possible for him here.
Humming the words to the song she heard thumping in the background, she made her way back to the kitchen to put away the groceries and got started on making the usual Saturday morning breakfast. She knew despite his healthy physique that the man could eat like a horse and he had a sweet tooth that would make a five year old jealous. She often wondered where he put it all.
It just wasn’t fair…
*****
As soon as Eric saw the flash of Winter’s small car drive pass the bank of windows to his gym, he’d fought with himself to keep his concentration on what he was doing. He must not give into the impulse to go near her like he desperately wanted to.
With the bulky muscles of his body now glistening and protesting the intense session of mixed martial arts, he knew punishing himself for his obsession still wouldn’t kill the strong need to be in her presence.
It always came back to her, no matter what he did to try and take away the craving for her.
And from the faint grumbling sound coming from his stomach, apparently it wanted the same thing as the smell of bacon mixed with the heavenly scent of coffee seduced him where he stood. It seemed almost unfair that Winter be an absolute goddess in the kitchen as well as being the physical embodiment of one too.
Giving into temptation, he took a towel and wiped his sweat soaked face and bare chest and changed into another pair of shorts. With that done, he left the gym on a mission to feed both his appetites.
Passing the staircase leading to the second floor, he could hear her soft alto voice singing in the mists of the tantalizing smells coming from the kitchen. He paused to stand at the threshold of the brightly lit area to watch as she stood with her back to him pulling a cookie tray out of the oven. The simple but sensual sight kept him rooted to the spot.
Tight jeans and a plain white tee shirt had never looked so good as his eyes ate up the fluid motion of her hourglass shape as she sat the tray on a cooling
Snapping out of her disturbing thoughts, she silently chastised herself for being so nosy. She had to be careful not to let her infatuation for Eric get out of hand because of the contract she’d signed when she first got hired. She knew all she needed to know as his employee and that would have to be enough.
He was decent, honest and he paid her a good salary. So what if she longed to know him on a more personal level. She also wanted to win the lottery too, but that wasn’t going to happen either.
Making her way determinately through the house, she heard the faint sounds of a familiar bass pumping song flowing from the home gym on the other side of the house. It further signaled he was already up getting his customary morning workout done.
She’d always felt that the gym always felt like the one room in the whole house that had his personal stamp all over it. He was the only person she’d ever known to actually use all the random equipment in the wall to wall mirrored room.
The man was ruthless when it came to pushing his sculpted physique to the limit and it showed.
And oh did it show .
She thought of the emblem-like tattoo on his upper left shoulder. The military looking insignia must have something to do with the discipline he showed in every aspect of his life as well as maintaining the muscular bulk his expensive tailored suits fit to perfection.
She had to hand it to him. Shaking her head and grinning. Even though she was now taking better care of herself, she knew that there would have to be a loaded gun involved if she had to work out every day the way he did.
Eric, she knew kept his routine through rain, sleet or snow. And that was not only in the gym, but also in business as well. He was always flying out for meetings with different clients all over the country and that was why she tried to make sure everything ran as smoothly as possible for him here.
Humming the words to the song she heard thumping in the background, she made her way back to the kitchen to put away the groceries and got started on making the usual Saturday morning breakfast. She knew despite his healthy physique that the man could eat like a horse and he had a sweet tooth that would make a five year old jealous. She often wondered where he put it all.
It just wasn’t fair…
*****
As soon as Eric saw the flash of Winter’s small car drive pass the bank of windows to his gym, he’d fought with himself to keep his concentration on what he was doing. He must not give into the impulse to go near her like he desperately wanted to.
With the bulky muscles of his body now glistening and protesting the intense session of mixed martial arts, he knew punishing himself for his obsession still wouldn’t kill the strong need to be in her presence.
It always came back to her, no matter what he did to try and take away the craving for her.
And from the faint grumbling sound coming from his stomach, apparently it wanted the same thing as the smell of bacon mixed with the heavenly scent of coffee seduced him where he stood. It seemed almost unfair that Winter be an absolute goddess in the kitchen as well as being the physical embodiment of one too.
Giving into temptation, he took a towel and wiped his sweat soaked face and bare chest and changed into another pair of shorts. With that done, he left the gym on a mission to feed both his appetites.
Passing the staircase leading to the second floor, he could hear her soft alto voice singing in the mists of the tantalizing smells coming from the kitchen. He paused to stand at the threshold of the brightly lit area to watch as she stood with her back to him pulling a cookie tray out of the oven. The simple but sensual sight kept him rooted to the spot.
Tight jeans and a plain white tee shirt had never looked so good as his eyes ate up the fluid motion of her hourglass shape as she sat the tray on a cooling
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