Chapter 17: An actual date.

Paxton got everything in his office put away and the documents in the safe. At five, he stepped outside the garage to find Tennessee leaning against the front of his truck waiting for him.

The man must have dipped out of work early to shower. His hair was damp, and he wore a crisp gray button-down shirt and bright blue jeans. The shirt matched his eyes, and Paxton's heart started to pound. Even his boots looked cleaner. A slow sexy smile spread across ...