“I’m pretty good with my hands.If there’s anything you need done around the house, I’d be more than happy to assist.”He leaned his head toward her and whispered softly, “I can even mow your lawn.”Micheal winked at Andrea.
“I can mow my own lawn, thank you.”Andrea didn’t need any of his help.She was used to doing things for herself.
“Well, I’d love the assistance,” Mrs.Krantz cooed, making Andrea want to puke.As if the woman had a chance in hell with this man.But who knew, maybe Michael didn’t have standards…as long as it had a pulse.
“Well, just let me know when you need help.I work from home quite a bit.”
It must be rough not to have to leave your home for work.
“Thank you, Michael.That’s so kind of you to offer.”Mrs.Krantz was piling on the sweet so thick it was making Andrea’s teeth ache.
“Well, I should get back to it.Have a nice day, ladies.”Michael nodded at both of them, his gaze lingering on Andrea before turning around and heading back toward his house.
“Oh, Michael,” Mrs.Krantz called out.Michael stopped in his tracks and half turned back.“Since this is your first night, and I’m sure you won’t get to finish unpacking, why don’t you come over tonight for dinner?”
Andrea whipped her head to the side and stared at Mrs.Krantz in shock.Never in the years she had known Mrs.Krantz had she seen the woman so openly flirtatious with a man.
“Thank you, Mrs.Krantz.I accept your kind offer.Is there anything I can bring?”
“Just yourself, dear.Say six o’clock, if that gives you enough time?”
“Plenty, thank you again for the offer,” he replied before jogging across the street and resuming unloading the van.
“Really?”Andrea asked Mrs.Krantz.
“What?”Mrs.Krantz blinked, feigning innocence.
“Inviting him to dinner?”
“And why not?”Mrs.Krantz looked miffed.“He’s new, and it’s polite to offer.”
Andrea had no doubt there was something else the woman was willing to offer if it was on the table, or any surface for that matter.Andrea didn’t recall being offered dinner when she moved in.
“I’m doing this for you.”
Andrea shook her head, sure she was hearing things.“How is having dinner with him for me?”
“Because that way I can get to know him and sing your praises.”
“Mrs.Krantz, that’s kind of you—”
“Think nothing of it.”Mrs.Krantz waved her hand in the air.“Now I have to run.I have to go to the store to get dinner makings.I’ll give you a full report tomorrow.”She waved over her shoulder as she hastened as quickly as her body would allow her back to her house.
Andrea stood on her porch a moment longer, her gaze falling on Michael.For a man moving in, he had a lot of boxes but no furniture.Michael seemed to sense her gaze on him and glanced over at her.She could see his white, glistening teeth from across the street.He lifted a hand from the box he was carrying and waved at her.
Andrea rolled her eyes and headed back inside.The less interaction she had with Michael Cawley, the better.
Chapter 2
Jack set down the box inside the house so he could answer his phone.It was Nick, the major who had created his team.He and his teammates were all from different military branches and had been medically discharged.Nick had formed an elite team of prior servicemen to continue to serve their country doing unsanctioned missions.
If they were ever caught, the government would throw them to the wolves, but they had access to all the government intel and weapons.In Jack’s opinion, the good outweighed the bad.
He had thought his career was done in the Navy when his unit had been hit by a bomb.The left side of his body had been scared, and he lost full mobility in his left hand.All of his guns now were specially made so he could hold them and fire them without a struggle.
Luckily, he had kept his good looks.Or at least enough of them that women fawned over his scars and offered to kiss all of his boo-boos.
Andrea Burns hadn’t appeared to fawn over him, but he had yet to really turn on his charm.He was just getting started.
