Stay-At-Home Romance

By S.K. Andal

It's official. You are going isolation crazy. You've had about enough of being good and following the rules. Then, you meet Dillon Wilder online through work. He's all kinds of sexy and just what you need to get through these challenging times.

 

This is a short, sweet, and steamy instalove reader insert - from romance author Sandra Kyle, writing as S.K. Andal - with all the erotic fun of an online romance and a Happily Ever After.

 

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sandra Kyle
• Release date: Dec 29, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201580896

S.K. Andal

Historical and contemporary romance author Sandra Kyle (www.sandrakyle.com) writing as S.K. Andal. Because sometimes you want it straight to the point - short, steamy, and all kinds of sexy.

Book preview

CHAPTER ONE

It’s official. You are going Zoom crazy. But it’s totally worth it. When your nonprofit went full-on remote work in mid-March - when the world turned into a real-life version of a disaster film - you hadn’t even heard of the application that was now a requisite tool for all communications during shut down.

And during the panic, your Director did that great thing she always did in a crisis. She zagged when everyone zigged; saw a chance to help those who needed it most on the front lines. You and a couple of others on the tight-knit team were given the job of managing a drive for PPE for essential workers. Three months into the project, and you were coordinating with organizations in states all over the Midwest to accept donations, recruit volunteers, and transport equipment.

You were hosting a Zoom call with co-workers, Shelley and Cassidy, about volunteer opportunities. A multitude of windows shared space on your screen. Close to 80 attendees listened to Shelley’s spiel about ways to help, Cassidy was sharing her PowerPoint screen, and you were fielding the Chat Window questions. The term well-oiled machine would suit you all quite nicely at that moment.

You were getting a ton of private chat questions. Most of them were standard and easy to answer. One stood out, mentioning they’d come into a ton of PPE and wanted to know the best way to get it to the organization. You asked the attendee to stay on after the meeting to get some more information.

The housekeeping tasks at the end of the meeting dragged on for about five minutes. You, Shelley, and Cassidy conversed behind the scenes on your phones as things wrapped up. Then it was just you and the potential PPE goldmine in the room. Your host settings had the person’s video and microphone muted during the meeting. You typed in the chat, your video front and center in the window.

Sorry for the wait! Appreciate your patience. Let me know if you’d like me to unmute you if it’s easier that way to discuss the donation.

Yeah, please. Not much of a typist. You grinned when the screen name finally registered in your head. Roadhouse Swayze

You tapped on the attendee’s microphone and unmuted yours.

Can you hear me alright? You asked.

Yeah. Hear you fine. How ‘bout on my end?

You halted at the deep timbre of the male voice for a couple seconds. Woah. That was unexpected. It was rough and smooth at the same time. Perfect. Keep it professional. So, Mister...

You can call me Dillon.

Dillon. You have some equipment you think we could use?

My brother and I were on a job. I won’t bore you with the details. Long story short... we found a stockpile of masks and hand sanitizers. Brother came across your organization. He rambled on with the details even though he said he’d keep it short. You did not mind in the least. Your ears tingled at the words emanating from his voice. Thought you all could make the best use of it and get it into the hands of people that need it most.

You mentioned you’re close to Kearney?

Yeah, we’re about an hour and a half from you all in Nebraska. Probably an hour if I floor it.

You grinned. Well, we’re glad you found us. I’m sure we can figure something out. You minimized the meeting screen, opened a form for donation processing. Let’s just get some more information.

Sure.

You began inputting some of the basics. I’m going to start a form and then email over the link for you to complete online if that sounds fine.

How soon can we get the stuff to you? It’s just that my brother and I... Well, our business has us moving around a lot... don’t want to sit on this stuff for long. We could probably even deliver it for you.

Understood. We might take you up on the offer. You smiled at the generous gesture. Everyone’s time is valued, so we’ll do our best to make things as streamlined for you as possible.

Thanks.

You were off opening another window. Okay, I just need an email to send this, and we’ll get things in motion.

Oh, yeah, um... I guess you can send it to [e-mail].

You smiled. Is that about the animal or the car?

He chuckled and threw you off at the sound of his laugh. Car.

Alright. I will get this to you in a couple minutes. PPE Donation will be in the subject line. I’ll be your point person for this, so any questions you have, feel free to email me back. We really appreciate your help protecting our essential workers during this time.

Course. They’re the real heroes that are going to get us all through this.

Well, you have a great rest of your day.

You too. You opened the window and clicked the Leave Meeting button. You smiled to yourself at the pleasant interaction. It always made your heart feel better when you got a chance to see the good in people.

Ten minutes later, you received a notice that Dillon had completed the form online. He even emailed you back directly to let you know. Just a couple of sentences, ending with he looked forward to hearing from you soon.

YOU’RE SURE IT ISN’T any trouble? You’d called Dillon Wilder the very next afternoon.

Nah. Just a puddle jump over the state border into Nebraska. Dillon sounded like he was hammering something.

It’s a lot to ask, I know. But our staff is already spread pretty thin. I Googled the distance between Esbon and Welling County Community Hospital, and it’ll get there faster...

The hammering stopped. If I deliver it instead of it going all the way up to Kearney or someone coming to pick it up. Hey, I’m all for cutting out the middleman and red tape.

You liked hearing someone express their opinion and get straight to the meaty bits. You’re a lifesaver, Dillon. Literally.

He chuckled. I bet you say that to all the guys with PPE.

Is he flirting? You really wanted to find a roundabout way of getting your eyes on this guy. But there was no reasonable excuse to need to do a Zoom call at this point. You wanted to smack yourself for not sending him an invite for a quick video chat instead of calling him the old-fashioned way.

Did I lose you? He asked.

How long was I daydreaming? No, I’m here. You let me know what time works, and I’ll give our contact at the hospital a heads up. The cogs in your mind had started rotating again.

IT WAS MID-AFTERNOON when you got the text from Neil, the RN at Welling on call to receive the PPE.

Hope these are what you need for the Facebook Post. Delivery guy wasn’t all that keen on the idea. Where the hell’d you find him?

You responded with a half-frown emoji. Why, was he a problem? Weird vibes?

No. Helpful as all get out. Cool ass ride. Jeannie wanted to take him home.

You giggled to yourself. Jeannie, another RN contact you’d come to know well over the past few months, had a mouth like a trucker and was known to like