Oh my God…Breathe…Jeanette…Breathe… Who in the world is this Oscar De La Hoya look a like? Jeanette wondered. Although she wasn’t a sports fan, and couldn’t tell one professional athlete from another. She was familiar with the sexy Latino boxer from a HBO commercial she’d seen years ago promoting an upcoming fight.
Alonzo’s foul mood evaporated the moment his eyes locked with Jeanette’s. Beautiful was the first word that came rushing to his mind. She definitely wasn’t the type of woman he was used to dating. Her petite stature, cinnamon sun kissed face, hazel eyes and full kissable lips were magnetizing. He wanted to reach out and rub her shoulder length two-strand twist hairstyle between his fingers to see if they were as soft as they looked.
His eyes continued to roam as he took in the small breasts outlined in a long sleeve tee shirt and snug fitting jeans showcasing a tiny waist and curvy hips. Nice childbearing hips. He had to suppress the urge to lick his lips. She looked just that good…good enough to eat. It had been forever since he desired a woman immediately on sight.
Jeanette suddenly felt nervous as she approached the stranger who couldn’t seem to take his eyes off of her. What in the world could he want with her? Clearing her throat she spoke. “Hi, my aunt said you were here to see me.”
“Jeanette Adams?” Alonzo questioned to assure himself this was the woman who had damaged his car.
“Yes.” Jeanette nervously answered, still not sure why he was here to see her, nor, was she sure why her body had suddenly begun to tingle in strange places as his dark gaze perused her body.
Reaching into the inside pocket of his black leather jacket Alonzo pulled out a sheet of paper. “You left this note on my car.”
Embarrassment flushed Jeanette’s face. Stammering she said, “I’m…I’m… sorry. I didn’t mean to hit your car. It’s just that I was so tired after working my second job and I put the car in reverse instead of park and─”
Just as Jeanette was floundering around in a feeble attempt to explain her actions, three year old Mya entered the room whimpering. On impulse Jeanette went to the small child, thankful for the interruption. Standing there gazing into the dark, piercing eyes of the incredible sexy man was causing butterflies to flutter in her stomach. She definitely needed the distraction.
“Another bad dream sweetie?” Jeanette softly asked Mya, as she gently lifted her little body into her arms. Mya snuggled close, tucking her tiny head in Jeanette’s bosom. Jeanette placed a tender kiss on Mya’s forehead as Mya nodded her head.
“It’s okay sweetie. You’re safe with me,” Jeanette whispered, reassuring Mya as she made her way back to Alonzo.
Alonzo’s heart melted as he watched Jeanette approach him with the small child in her arms. Something about the vision before him tugged at his heart. He had been prepared to lash out at Jeanette. However, after witnessing how she was so patient and loving with Mya any annoyance he had with Jeanette vanished. There was no way this woman had intentionally damaged his car as a means to wiggle her way into his bed. Looking at her incredibly sexy, petite body he sure wished like hell that had been her intent. He would have been more than happy to oblige her.