Right Behind Her (Bree Taggert, #4)

by Melinda Leigh

Bree started toward the porch steps. “Why don’t you see if that’s Mrs. Keeler in the barn? You’re more charming than I am. Give her that smile.” Matt jogged down the steps next to her. “What smile?” She paused on the walk. “Picture me naked.” He did. She blew a loose hair off her forehead. “Yeah. That’s the smile. Mrs. Keeler is toast.” “I was unaware I wielded such power.” “You have no idea.”