Tempting the Gardener Next Door

By Elle Davis

Have you ever wanted to seduce your neighbor?

Aster has been spying on the guy next door. He's always gardening without a shirt on, talking to his bees. What happens when he asks her to help harvest the honey? This steamy short is sticky and spicy.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Elle Davis
• Release date: Oct 9, 2022
• ISBN: 9798223689553

Book preview

THE GARDENER NEXT-DOOR

I CATCH MYSELF staring at him again. Luke Duncan--my smoking hot neighbor. I smile at this joke, because he's holding a small can of smoke. He keeps a beehive in the back yard of the duplex and now he's stalking around in a net hat with this can of smoke, humming softly and checking on the hive.

I almost had a heart attack early this spring when I answered the door to see him standing there, sweaty and sexy in his jeans and undershirt. I'd noticed him for months, since I moved in this winter, but never dared to speak to him. You don't just walk up and talk to guys that hot…or I don't, anyway. So when he casually leaned against my doorframe, like he did this every day, and stuck out his hand, I was too stunned to speak.

Hey. I'm Luke. I thought it was time I introduced myself.

I couldn't even shake his hand, just stood there staring and clutching the door like it was holding me upright. His hand hung unshaken in the air until he dropped it to his side. He cocked an eyebrow at me, paused, and continued. So anyway, I wanted to let you know I'm getting a beehive.

A what? I'd finally found my nerve to speak, and when I did, my question shot out sounding so rude. I bit my lip and drew back.

A beehive. I wanted to try beekeeping. Unless you're allergic. You won't really notice them unless they swarm. But if you're allergic I won't do it since our yard is so small.

I felt my mouth hang open. He kept leaning, stuck out one rough hand absentmindedly to finger the felted wreath I'd hung