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“If you keep pushing that lawnmower with your shirt off, the entire neighborhood watch is going to show up to cite you for a public distraction.” Fernanda stood on her porch, forty-five, divorced, and increasingly convinced hiring her neighbor’s college-aged son for yard maintenance had been an exceptionally questionable stroke of genius. He leaned against the handlebars, wiping his brow with a grin. “I just wanted to make sure your front yard looked perfectly manicured.” “Oh, the grass looks wonderful,” she murmured, handing him a tall glass of iced tea as her fingers brushed his. “It’s the view from my porch that is suddenly making me lose my breath.” His eyebrows rose. “Should I be concerned?” “Terrified. Women my age are dangerous. We have disposable income and very little patience.” He laughed. “Should I put my shirt back on?” “Absolutely. Immediately.” Fernanda paused, eyes flicking over him. “Although I believe strongly in letting young people learn from their mistakes.” “Very civic-minded of you.” “I’m practically a humanitarian.” He took a long drink. “Anything else need trimming?” Her gaze narrowed. “Careful. That sentence has enough innuendo to get you fired and rehired in the same breath.” “Maybe I’m negotiating job security.” “With me?” Fernanda smiled wickedly. “Sweetheart, bring sunscreen and better material.” He pushed away from the mower, grinning. “Challenge accepted.” Fernanda watched him return to work, suppressing a smile. The attraction was inconvenient, faintly ridiculous, and, annoyingly, beginning to feel mutual. (More pictures available on the website.)