A Perfect Fit by Heather Tullis Read Free Book Online

Colorado? Seriously? I
mean, it’s nice for a visit now and then, and you might enjoy a week of skiing
this winter, but you have a great job here. It’s not like you need the step up
in the company or a job of any kind—not with your inheritance. Why are you
going to waste your time there just to please him?”
    Interesting. So he didn’t have all the details about
the stipulations of the will—not that she would have needed the job anyway, not
with the trust fund left to her at her mother’s death, but she hadn’t been
raised to sit around and let everyone else do all the work. She’d have to thank
Alex for managing to suppress part of the will’s terms. It was bad enough being
strong-armed into moving without everyone knowing it. “You think I ought to
stay here and date you some more?”
    He took her hands in his again. “Marry me. I still have the
ring; we can do great things together.”
    “No, thank you.” She pulled her hands away, not even a
little tempted.
    His face turned red. “What do you think you’re going to do
there for a year or two, huh? Date some eligible ski instructor? A snow plow
driver? You’re making a huge mistake.”
    He knew where to needle, but a picture of Vince flashed
through her mind. Though he was in landscaping—making him a peon in Trent’s
world—the thought of dating someone like him held far more appeal than she’d
expected. “No, my mistake was dating you . I fixed that months ago.
Get out.”
    “You know no man would want you without your trust fund. You’re
far too bland, dead boring, in fact. You’re going to be sorry.” He turned and
stalked into the hall.
    “I’m already sorry I ever dated you.” She shut the door behind
him. Then she walked to the phone and called to the front desk to let the
doorman know Trent was not to be admitted to the building again. And for good
measure, she changed her code at the door—again. Rubbing her pounding temples,
she decided to forgo the paperwork and read a novel in a hot bubble bath
instead. And ice cream. She could really use some Ben & Jerry’s.
     

Chapter 8
    Cami watched the firm muscles bunch on Vince’s shoulders and
back as he dug in the yard. She supposed she must have a bit of a voyeuristic
streak to sit back and stare while he had no idea she was there, but she couldn’t
help herself. It was July first and the Colorado sun streamed through the
trees, dappling Vince’s figure with shade as he dug, though it didn’t seem to
be keeping him cool. A sheen of sweat covered his forehead and a V in the front
of his shirt, making her wonder why she’d never found it sexy before.
    For her first morning back, she thought she couldn’t have
ordered up a better view.
    “That one’s a fine specimen of a man,” a voice said from
behind her.
    Cami caught her breath and turned to find Sage standing at
the kitchen counter. “I didn’t know you were there.” She put a hand to her
chest as her heart raced, though part of it was embarrassment she’d been caught
staring. “Actually, I didn’t know you were in the area. When did you arrive?”
Lana had been there for a few weeks now and hadn’t mentioned Sage’s impending arrival
to Cami when she came in a couple of days earlier.
    “Late last night. I’m glad I didn’t disturb you.” Sage
dipped a tea ball in her huge coffee cup. “You know what he’s working on out
there?”
    “No. I was thinking about going out to check.” Except she
hadn’t put on makeup yet, and she was still wearing pajamas and sipping her
first cup of espresso.
    Sage glanced at her and grinned. “I bet you’d knock him for
a loop if you did. I have to complain though, you shouldn’t look so good first
thing in the morning. Other than a lack of makeup—which you hardly need—you’re
as beautiful as ever.”
    “Speak for yourself,” Cami said, turning back to watch Vince
some more. “Even straight from bed, your hair manages to be artfully tousled
instead of like a curly