Chris was trying very hard to keep his mind on what he was doing. What in the world had that woman been thinking opening the door looking like that? Her hair looked like she’d just taken a tumble between the sheets, and even though she’d thrown a loose-fitting shirt over her yoga pants, it didn’t lessen the effect. She still drove him crazy.
All he wanted to do was fix this drain of hers and get as far away from here as possible. He didn’t
need this type of distraction, especially from his neighbor.