Vivian Arend - Whirlpool

To Jess Dee, because she loves dolphins, and she makes me work hard at getting it right. I cant tell you how much its meant to have you as a friend. Watch your doorstep.

Ciar Cullen. Wowyou not only write awesome stories, youre a wealth of information. May you always consider the question what if important.

As always, to my hubby, who needs to make me a cedar strip kayak so we can match.

A shot of lust hit him hard as he looked into the brightest blue eyes hed ever seen. Jamie cleared his throat, striving to distract his body before his involuntary reaction became too noticeable.

Can I help you? The blonde held on to the door, blinking up at him, her soft voice tickling the nerves along the back of his neck.

Could she help him? Holy hell, he wished she were the reason hed come. Im looking for Ms. Colten. I had an appointment to categorize the artifacts her late husband had gathered.

A confused expression crossed the young womans face before she blasted him with an earthshaking smile. Oh, you mean Lady Victoria. She doesnt live here anymore. Shes moved into an apartment in town. Ms. Alexia lives here now, and her husbands arent dead.

Jamie dragged his gaze off her and the amazing objects visible just over her shoulder in the background. The house overflowed with enticing treasures, but he needed to concentrate a little harder until the preliminary welcome was over. He must have misheard her.

Could I speak with Ms. Alexia then? he asked.

Shes on her honeymoon. Im watching the house. Whats your name?

He stared into her pure, sweet face, absolutely mesmerized.

Jamie Powell. Skin like porcelain, delicate eyelashes. He patted his pockets absently. I have ID if youd like. I was hired to do an inventory and assessment on Blain Coltens diving collection. Joshua Marley contracted me. Is he here?

She hesitated for a second. No, hes gone too. Ummm, hestraveling.

A door opened behind the woman and a man easily six foot seven stepped through. Rock-solid muscles flexed as he strode closer. His head was shaved clean and between him and the woman Jamie felt like hed walked onto the set of a Beautiful People magazine shoot. Hed never seen a more attractive pair.

Chelsea, did you need me to pick up any groceries while Im in town? The soft expression on the mans face tightened and his voice sharpened as his dark brown eyes focused on Jamie. Can I help you?

Jamie wondered what hed done to annoy the giant. He managed to pull a business card from his pocket and present it.

He said hes here to do an assessment, Chelsea offered.

Im looking for Joshua Marley or Alexia Colten. Im supposed to work on a marine-artifact collection. Jamie found himself staring at the woman again. A faint scent of perfume wafted over and his mouth watered. Damn, everything about her was attractive.

The tall newcomer stepped between them.

Theyre on their honeymoon, the giant answered briskly. He gently nudged Chelsea aside, prodding her in the direction of the open room behind him. She wandered backward from the door, her gaze meeting Jamies as she gave a mischievous wink. His heartbeat increased. He returned her smile before glancing up to see a disapproving glare drilling into him.

Jamie shook his head, partly to dislodge the images that had filled itall involving him and the blue-eyed beautyand partly because he really was having difficulties hearing today. I thought Ms. Colten was on her honeymoon and Mr. Marley was traveling?

The other man stared at him. Measuring him. Jamie stood his ground and stared back, refusing to fold under the intimidation. He hadnt done anything wrong. Thinking erotic thoughts about the blonde didnt mean hed actually trespassed.

Yet.

The giant thrust out a hand. Braden Marley. I think I saw something about you on the schedule they left. Come on in and Ill take a look. He yanked open the door and gestured toward the living room. Jamie strolled in, his jaw falling open as he observed the piles and piles of artifacts that lined the walls of the rooms and littered every available space. Barnacle-encrusted trucks, shiny coins and shipware. Books, boxes, Japanese glass floats and more. Hed been to many homes with nautical collections, but never one as full as this. There was a literal treasure trove within the house walls. First glance revealed a potential fortune buried amidst the usual garbage. He rotated in a circle, his mind racing to calculate where to start, how to best work through the sea of items. He rubbed his hands together, forcing down the laughter of delight rising from deep inside.

This was going to be a job he could really enjoy.

Are you staying for long, Jamie? He jerked in surprise to find Chelsea standing next to him, near enough that the heat of her body brushed him, scalding his senses. Her eyes widened as if shocked to find they were so close. She stepped back and stumbled. He grasped her arms, halting her fall and pulling her back to vertical. Her palms rested gently on his chest and something powerful overtook him and wormed its way into his brain. He wanted to tackle her and take her down on the nearest surface, bury himself in her warmth and softness. She whimpered, an expression of longing crossing her face. She slid her hands upward to clutch his neck and he involuntarily leaned closer.

Their bodies touched and a groan of desire escaped him. Bright eyes met his and she lifted her chin in invitation before drawing their mouths together.

The taste of her shot through him like one-hundred-proof whiskey. His senses spun and his tongue darted out to dip again into the sweet nectar of her mouth. She kissed back, their tongues dueling, hands tugging them tighter together until there was no way she could be unaware of his erection swelling against her belly.

He clasped her close, feasting on her mouth, unable to stop the driving desire to consume her that raced through him. She stepped backward and he followed her siren call, falling together onto the overstuffed sofa. She hummed with approval, nipping at his chin, licking his earlobe.

Jamie dropped his teeth to her neckline, sucking, biting, feeling the urgent need to mark her. He tugged at the waist of her shirt, his fingers brushing skin that seared him with heat, the compulsion to join with her growing sharper, pulsing throughout his entire body.

Chelsea! Braden barked from across the room.

The outburst broke through the sexual haze enveloping him, and Jamie shot upright. He yanked his hands back, scrambling away from where Chelsea sprawled on the sofa, her hair rumpled, her top crawling up her belly to expose where his hands had slipped under the soft material in an attempt to cup her breasts. His mind swirled with confusion and a healthy dose of lust.

What the hell was he doing? Im so sorry, I dont know what came over me. Im

Its okay, Jamie. Braden clasped his arm and dragged him into the kitchen, muttering curses under his breath. When the door slammed shut behind them, Braden continued in a far calmer and gentler tone. I found you on the calendar. How about you start tomorrow? I know Alexia hoped youd be able to sort out whats valuable and what can be given away before she gets home. While her Gram didnt mind living in the chaos, Alexia is more organized.

Jamie heard all the words, but they jangled in his mind, twisted and confusing. What had just happened?

Braden held out a glass of water, watching him with a piercing gaze. Here, have a drink. You must have gotten too much sun en route. Jaffreys Cove is a bit off the beaten track.

Jamie accepted the glass and sipped slowly. He didnt think there was anything physically wrong with him, except for wanting the woman hed met only moments before. Wanting her badly enough he was tempted to return to the other room and take her, kissing the mouth that had pouted at him and Braden as they retreated. Rip up her tank top to suckle the breasts that arched against him as theyd tumbled onto the couch. Bury his face between her legs and