On Dublin Street (On Dublin Street, #1)

All of Jocelyn's Butler's secrets are about to be laid bare...

I followed the tan masculine hand up a long arm to broad shoulders and a face obscured by the sun beaming down behind his head. Tall, over six feet, the guy towered above me. I took in his expensive suit.

Perhaps in his late twenties or early thirties, the Suit had a twinkle in his eyes and a curl to the corner of his sensual mouth that, together with the rest of the package, oozed sex appeal. I could tell from the lines of the extremely well-tailored, expensive silver-gray suit that he wore that he worked out. He sat with the ease of a fit guy, his stomach iron flat under the white shirt. His pale blue eyes seemed bemused beneath their long lashes, and for the life of me I couldn't get over the fact that he had dark hair.

I preferred blonds. Always had.

Although I'm not sure I could walk away from an offer from him...

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