When we find big life changes, what do we do? Karen learns to go with the flow, but is she going to be able to keep Kyle at bay?
Lion on the Prowl
In a weekend, Karen't life changed. Her parents had to leave the state, but couldn't take their daughter with them. She's old enough to be on her own, but they have sheltered her and she's not ready to face the world.
Karen tries to shine with confidence, though it's one thing she doesn't have. With a 3-year-old daughter, she finds a housekeeping job for the Esteps, a childless couple who instantly adore little Nina.
The home is larger than any she's been in, but she is determined she can do it. One thing has her worried...Edward Estep warns her about his younger brother; their cook, Mrs. MacFadden warns her about the younger Mr. Estep.
Kyle is a lady's man, and his charms don't have to be turned on to make Karen notice him. She thought she would always be cold to men because of her past, but her heart softens before she has a chance to think.
There is a much bigger problem than Kyle. Mrs. Helen Estep is desperate for a baby to raise. Helen has a way to get Edward and Kyle to listen to her plan...
"Do you want me to change your bed?”
“I could think of other things more interesting.” His teasing made her more uncomfortable. “But, whatever you think.” Kyle kept his blue eyes on her, touching her from head to toe, as if with his fingers.
“I think, Mr. Estep, that you know how good looking you are, and that you could have just about any woman you wanted.” Keri had turned around, starting to strip his bed of the covers. “I also think, Mr. Estep, that
you are the kind, if you were a sailor, that would have a girl in every port.” She was pulling hard on the bottom
sheet now, rather than going around to the other side to take it off the last corner. “I think, too, I should want you
to go downstairs while I’m doing your room.” As the sheet gave at her pulls, she stumbled back a couple of steps, right into his arms.
He had seen what was going to happen, slipping behind her when she wasn’t paying attention to his whereabouts. “Personally, Miss Stewart, I think you
think too much.” Kyle held her, whispering in her ear, though she struggled to get away from him.
“Would you please let me go.” Her words were just above a whisper. “Don’t you want me...”
“...to finish your room?”
“Kyle, please.” She wiggled free, but knew it was only because he allowed it to be so.