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That kind of choice had been his downfall in the war, the reason he d lost his arm. Some would call
him reckless and willful, and right about then he d have agreed with them. He d spent so much time being
angry at the world, at God, and at everyone around him, Lee had passed up most chances at happiness. He
was surprised how much his friends had put up with.
Fact was, he kept people at a distance to keep himself safe. Genny had just put a huge dent in the wall
around him. Jesus, she d even pinned up the left sleeve already.
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He hung his head in shame as grief welled inside him, threatening to overwhelm him. The simple
gesture by a not-so-simple woman had affected him greatly, more than he d want her to know. Lee
squeezed his eyes shut and tears burned the back of his lids. He concentrated on breathing in and out, until
his emotions were slammed back behind the door inside his heart, until he felt more in control of himself.
As he rose to his feet and began stripping off his clothes, Lee reminded himself that his own sweat
paid for those clothes and the gift was nothing more than payment for a job, whether or not it was well
done.
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Genny had seen a lot of sights in her life, even naked men. Growing up in New Orleans gave her a
bird s-eye view of things most folks wouldn t want to see. Her mother, Camille, had done what she thought
was right to keep herself alive, no matter the cost. Genny happened to be an afterthought most of the time,
which was okay with her because the men who frequented her mother s bed were not the kind Genny
wished to know anyway.
A fallen mistress forced to sell her wares while she lamented her lost love, Camille Boudreaux was
nothing more than a common whore, one who d traded away her daughter for creature comforts to protect
herself instead of her child.
Naked men were nothing new, nothing to even get too excited about. Or at least that s what Genny
thought until she looked out the small window and saw Lee stripping off his sweat-soaked shirt. She hardly
noticed the missing part of his arm because she was captivated by the body revealed in the fading evening
light.
Dark sprinkles of blond hair, wet from the sweat, sparkled against the honey-gold expanse of skin. He
obviously had scars, they stood white against the darker skin, but Lord help her, the man was beautiful.
Her pussy throbbed with arousal almost instantly, shocking her so much she dropped the pan of
cornbread two inches away from her foot. Fortunately the bread was still intact for supper, even if her pride
suffered from her body s shocking reaction. Granted, Lee hadn t stripped down completely, much to her
disappointment.
She was still staring when he started walking toward the house. Genny busied herself putting supper
on the table, but when he stepped into the kitchen, she couldn t help but glance at the snug fit of the
trousers around his cock. The man was definitely well-endowed. He was dressed in the shirt she d left him,
looking as if he d spiffed up to go to church. After mumbling a thank you, he sat at the table and waited to
be served.
Genny forced herself to focus on the meal, yet when she joined him at the table, there was awkward
silence again. If meals didn t improve, Genny might have to serve Lee separately to spare them all the
discomfort.
Genny might have been upset with him for his brusque behavior, but she had a guilty conscience.
After all, she d been staring at him as he washed up. Not only that, but she d enjoyed every second of it.
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Her body had reacted more strongly by just watching him than when she d been touched by any man. That
was very telling, and somewhat frightening.
Genny blushed with the memory of pressing herself against the wooden sink, enjoying the sensation,
imagining it was Lee s hardness.
 Mama, you feel okay? Your face is mighty red. Sophie s voice broke her out of the memory.
 It was warm in here cooking, that s all. Genny forced a smile.  Now eat your supper. You worked
hard today and need to have a good meal.
Genny s voice sounded stilted and forced, even to her own ears. Almost lazily, Lee lifted his head and
looked at her. His intense stare sizzled across the table, raising goose bumps on her arms, and then her
nipples hardened as well. This reaction was so far out of her normal one, Genny felt trapped by it. She d
grown up wise in the ways of men and women, but apparently ignorant of what happened in herself.
 Cornbread s good, he offered around a bite.
Genny, damn her stupid self, couldn t make her tongue form a proper thank you. She gestured to the
pan, encouraging him to eat more.
 Thank you kindly, but I think this is all I need at the moment. His voice had dropped again, and the
husky tone skittered across her skin like a caress.
 I want more. Sophie started to reach her hand into the pan, but Genny snatched her wrist before she
could touch anything.
 Do not forget your manners, young lady. I will give you a piece. As Genny scooped a piece out for
her daughter, she reminded herself to get control of her body s reactions. It wouldn t do well to have her
continually fantasizing about her employee.
He was off-limits and that was that. Too bad her body wouldn t comply.
Lee lingered over the coffee, enjoying the sight of Genevieve cleaning up after supper. Her
movements were jerky and ungraceful, completely unlike the woman he d come to know that day.
Something was bothering her, and he wondered if it was the same thing bothering him.
It had been a long time since Lee had been with a woman. Truthfully it had been him and his right
hand for more than two years. Being around her, hearing that voice slide up and down his skin, made him
hornier than he d been in a long time. He really had no business lusting after his boss, even if she was
hands down made for loving.
Loving? He meant made for fucking loving was the wrong damn word. Something about her made
him forget everything when she opened her mouth. He d imagine her kneeling in front of him, that mouth
licking and sucking his dick, then bam! The tent was pitched in his trousers.
That was just the start of it, of course. She had a curvy body, even if she was short. Those tits, holy
Christ, they were the perfect size for his hand. He couldn t help but notice her nipples harden during dinner.
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After that, he had trouble swallowing his food when all he could think about was what color those nipples
were. Perhaps they were light pink like her lips, or a darker rose like a flower. Lee shifted uncomfortably in
the chair. At this rate, he d never be able to stand up again. When she set the last plate on the shelf above
the sink, she turned and put her hands on her hips, frowning.
 I hate to ask, but I m thinking Sophie needs a bath and so do I. Do you mind hauling the tub in here
from behind the house?
Oh hell, now he could imagine what she looked like naked in the bath. God sure had a shitty sense of
humor.
 Mr. Blackwood? She stepped toward him.  Lee?
His name on her lips sent a pulse through him, leaving a trail of tingles as it went.  Sure. I ll go get it
for you. As he stood, he recognized there was no hope for it, he d have to let her see exactly what she did
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