By Keely Tate
2017 by Keely Tate
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Stewart didn’t believe in love at first sight, didn’t believe in
happy ever after, all he believed in was all work and no play made
William a very rich man. But deciding to take a much-needed break
changed everything he believed in an instant, actually a glance. One
look at the beautiful woman cleaning his house in, what appeared to
be, his underwear and everything he believed flew out the window. He
didn’t know what her name was but he did know she was his.
Bennet thought it would be alright for her to borrow a tee-shirt and
boxers since her clothes got soaked on the way to the house she was
supposed to clean. And it would have been if it weren’t for the
fact that the home owner came in a day early and caught her. Now all
she wanted to do was get out of there and that’s exactly what she
catches up with Anna and sets out to persuade her they were destined
for each other. If her pesky family would butt out she would get her
happy ever after with the man determined to take her home.
Stewart rubbed his hand across his face and sighed, he was ready for
a much-needed break. As that thought crossed his mind it was chased
by the question of why he was still here. And on that thought, he
stood and walked around his desk, causing everyone in the room to
stop talking and stare at him. As he opened the door, his assistant
cleared her throat, he looked back at her.
we are in the middle of a meeting?” She said questioningly.
Mrs. James, I realize that.” He told her. She looked to the other
occupants of the room, they returned her stare, not intending to help
at all, she blew out a breath in annoyance.
you going to just leave? Do you want me to reschedule?” She asked.
He shrugged his shoulders and turned to walk out.
Was all he said, Mrs. James threw up her hands. William smiled as he
walked to the door, time to get this vacation started.
was a time he would have never thought about walking out of a
meeting, for him to do it, showed just how much this time off was
threw his bags into his car an hour later, ready to head to the house
that his grandfather left him. It was outside the city, and it was
nestled on the top of a hill, he loved everything about this house.
He may own a place in town, but this house on the hill was his
he drove out of town, William was thinking about his work, and how it
seemed like every waking moment of his existence was consumed by it.
He joined the business right out of college, it was owned by his
family and he stepped right into his father’s shoes.
He was now thirty years old and he was known for being ruthless in
and out of the boardroom. Women found him attractive, but he didn’t
think they liked him very much. He didn’t tolerate their pettiness
or drama, he wasn’t looking to settle down, so he made sure they
all knew the score, but they always thought they could change his
wasn’t supposed to be at the house until tomorrow, but hell, it was
his house so he figured he could be there when he wanted. He knew it
probably wouldn’t be aired out, but he didn’t care, he needed to
up to the house a few hours later, it was just starting to get dark,
he carried his bags in and could tell as soon he had been right about
the house. He figured he would call the next day and see about
someone from the cleaning company coming out.
put his stuff away and changed out of his suit, and walked out to the
deck and looked out, he already felt better, like the weight that was
pressing down on him was lifted. But he did feel a tingle of
excitement, like something was going to happen, something he didn’t
know he was waiting for.
Bennett watched her windshield wipers inch across her window,
squeaking and barely moving and not taking any water. She growled in
frustration, shaking her fist at it.
can you squeak across there without taking any water when it’s
raining buckets you piece of crap?” She yelled at her car. Anne was
driving out to do a job that she normally wouldn’t do, in the
customer was due to be home later this evening and the job had to be
done. Anne’s Uncle Charles, and Aunt Beatrice Bennett, owned a maid
service, called ‘Maid to order’. You could hire a maid for a
one-time cleaning or once a week, or one that came in daily, they
supplied what you needed for any occasion. Anne was their book keeper
and office help, she didn’t normally clean the houses, she was only
eighteen and her uncle didn’t want her in stranger’s homes.
because he was over protective of her, and two; because she was a bit
of a klutz, and he was afraid she would break something.
wouldn’t even be doing this but her aunt sent her here as soon as
she walked into the office, because her cousin Dawn was sent to this
house yesterday, but on the way got sidetracked and didn’t tell her
aunt that she hadn’t done it until this morning.
panicked and immediately sent Anne out to do the job. All she had to
do was basically go in and air out the house, clean and dust, that
was it. Dawn could have got this done the day before, but Dawn was
always getting distracted by something or someone. Her mother, Aunt
Beatrice, was always making excuses for her, then sending Anne out to
do the job.
wouldn’t say she was cinderella but if the glass slipper fit,
although she had no nasty step-sisters or horrible step-mother she
did have an aunt that couldn’t care less about her and a terrible
vain and spoiled cousin. She also had two parents that loved her, but
was over protective, that’s why she was living here instead of home
with her parents. They would keep her home forever if they could, or
at least until she was married to a nice young man they picked out
for her, not going to happen. She would find her own happy ever after
but she wasn’t waiting for prince charming to come in and sweep her
off her feet, she would find figure out what she wanted to do in life
and get it for herself.
squinted trying to see out the windshield through the rain, watching
the road, she picked the paper up off the seat, reading the
information her aunt had given her. The owner was William Stewart,
she frowned, there was a list of detailed instructions. Mr. Stewart
was a bit picky, and this stuff was supposed to have been done the
day before. Anne couldn’t understand why her Aunt Beatrice would
send Dawn to do this job, if it was so important.
these people know what street signs are? How is anyone supposed to
find a place if there aren’t any freaking signs?” Anne muttered
to herself, she was out in the country on some back road.
Ha! Finally.” She exclaimed as she seen the turnoff. She drove down
a long driveway that seemed to go on forever, she kept catching
glimpses of a house as she drove. The road opened into a clearing on
top of a hill with the most beautiful house Anne had ever seen. She
caught her breath and just starred, the house looked like a castle.
Willy, you do have a beautiful home, and big, it will take me all day
to clean this.” She said to herself. Sighing, she got out of the
car, just sitting there wouldn’t get it done and her aunt said it
had to be done as soon as possible. Get in, get it done and get out.
stepped out of the car and was immediately drenched, she scrambled
around gathering the things she would need and started for the house.
Ducking her head and running, she tried the front door and it
wouldn’t open, she frowned, her aunt had said that it would be
she meant the back door so Anne took off around the house. There was
a set of French doors, so Anne tried those and they opened, she
sighed in relief, she really didn’t want to go back without getting
the job done. Anne walked in, frowning at the way her shoes left wet
trails, she toed off her shoes, picking them up she walked to the
laundry room, by the back door and left them there. She would get
them on her way out, that way she wouldn’t be making messes all
over the house.
looked around until she found the bathroom, she looked in the mirror
and grimaced, she was a mess, her shirt was plastered to her body,
soaked along with her jeans. Her hair was hanging down her back in a
tangled black mess so she gripped it and balled it up, twisting it on
top of her head and securing it.
was going to be a very uncomfortable few hours. Anne thought for a
minute, she would bet she could find a dryer somewhere, and she could
throw her clothes into dry while she cleaned. She was the only person
in the house, what could it hurt.
Stewart, stretched his arms over his head, rolling over to his back
he looked at the clock, it was eight thirty in the morning, he got in
around three so he had about five and half hours’ sleep, more than
he usually got. He heard a noise coming from downstairs, it sounded
like music. What the hell, he rolled out of bed, throwing on a pair
of sweat pants, he walked down stairs and the first thing he seen was
a curvy ass, attached to the sexiest legs he had seen in a long time,
watched the women stand on the ladder shaking her ass in time with
the music, with a duster in her hand cleaning the light fixture and,
if he wasn’t mistaken, was wearing his shirt and boxers.
cleared his throat, then made a grab for the ladder as the women
shrieked and jumped in surprise. The ladder wobbled and she tipped
off and headed for the floor. William grabbed her in his arms,
pulling her against his chest, she filled his arms nicely.
grabbed him around the neck, staring at the gorgeous man holding her,
and was lost for words.
looks like it’s my lucky day, a beautiful girl falling in my arms.”
He said, an amused look on his face.
mean you scaring her into your arms.” Anne interrupted, finding her
voice. She started scowling at him, he smiled as she wiggled wanting
to be put down. He slowly lowered her to her feet, sliding her down
his body, she flushed as she felt every hard inch of him.
couldn’t believe this man, he really had some nerve.
I don’t know who you are, but this is inappropriate!” She told
him, still standing in the circle of his arms. He smirked at her.
inappropriate as standing on a ladder, in my home, wearing my shirt
and boxers?’ he asked. And smiled at her gasp. She had forgotten
what she was wearing.
got c-caught in the rain, m-my clothes are in the d-dryer.” She
stammered, trying to ease away from him.
ok, I think you look rather good in my clothes, matter of fact I
think the only way you could look better was out of my clothes.” he
stopped moving and looked at him, she couldn’t believe he had just
said that to her. He had a devil may care look on that handsome face,
his hair, it looked like he had just crawled out of bed, on any other
man, the red of his hair might look odd or off putting, on him, it
his body, oh my god, his body. He held her up like she weighed no
more than a pillow and Anne knew, she was no little slip of a girl.
She had curves, with long black hair, and creamy skin, she was
pretty, but the way this man was looking at her, she felt beautiful.
pretty sure my clothes are dry now, if you would excuse me I will go
get them and put them on.” She told him, pulling away and walking
towards the door.
after you are dressed, you can meet me in the kitchen, so we can have
a little talk.” He told her. She turned back to him and seen the
serious look on his face, Anne dipped her head in acknowledgement.
Her aunt was going to kill her, this was one of their best customers
and she had just blown it.
walked into the laundry room and shut the door, she leaned back
against it and looked around, she guessed she could always go back
home, her mom and dad didn’t want her here anyway. But then she was
sure if it was left to her dad, she would never leave home, much less
the town she grew up in.
sighed and went to the dryer. Pulling her clothes out she didn’t
bother to change out of his clothes before she pulled her jeans on
and her hoodie, she grabbed her socks and shoes and sat on the floor
and pulled them on.
noticed that there was an outside door, she looked back at the door
to the house and bit her lip. She had two choices, she could go out
there and try to talk to the man waiting on her, even though the
thought had her biting her lip. Everything about this man brought her
senses alive. She couldn’t explain it or understand it, didn’t
know if she even wanted to. Or she could go out this door and make a
run for her car and get to her aunt and try to explain what happened.
It took all of five seconds to decide.
opened the door and slipped outside, running for her car, yes, she
had chosen the cowards way. Anne opened her door and slung herself
in, starting it up and took off like the hounds of hell was chasing
her. But it was more like she was afraid he would come barreling
outside after her.
heard her car start up and went to the door and opened it, watching
her car pull away in surprise, he didn’t even think about her
running off, but he smiled just the same.
ahead and run little cat, I will enjoy the chase.” William said to
himself, smiling. He turned from the door shutting it, he walked to
the stairs. Time to get dressed and head into town. He needed to find
his little cat and bring her home, because whether she knew it or
not, she was his.