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Ready for King's Seduction (Kings of California #9) Page 1
Author: Maureen Child

One

“There’s something you don’t see every day.”

“What are you talking about?” Lucas King stepped through his front door onto the wide porch and handed his younger brother a beer. Just for a second, he took the time to admire the view of the Pacific Ocean, across the street. The sun was setting, staining the dark blue water deep shades of crimson and gold. He settled into the closest chair and took a sip of his beer.

Sean grinned and pointed. “That. Look what just pulled up outside your neighbor’s house.”

Lucas shifted his gaze to Ocean Boulevard and his eyes widened. A dark blue minivan was parked in front of the house next door. Ordinarily, no big deal—except for the giant covered skillet on the roof.

“What the—”

“Check out the sign on the side,” Sean said, laughing.

“‘Home cooking taught at home,’” Lucas recited, shaking his head. “So the sign on the side of the car in bright yellow paint wasn’t enough? They had to stick a pan on top?”

Sean was still laughing as he took a sip of his beer. “Not exactly aerodynamic.”

“It looks ridiculous,” Lucas said, wondering what kind of person would have so little pride they’d be willing to drive the thing. “Who the hell runs a business like that, anyway?”

“Mmm…” Sean’s tone changed as the minivan’s door opened and the driver stepped out into the street. “Whoever she is, she can teach me whatever she wants to.”

Lucas rolled his eyes even as he shifted his gaze back to the ocean. Big surprise. Sean was always willing and eager for the next woman to roll into his life. Give him five minutes with Pan-on-the-Car Woman, Lucas told himself, and Sean would have a weekend getaway scheduled. Well, Sean was welcome to the stream of women entering and exiting his life. Lucas liked his life a little more orderly.

Only half listening to Sean’s running commentary, Lucas ignored the woman and the car and focused on the stretch of water sliding toward the horizon. This is what he loved about where he lived. Every night after work, he could come out to the porch, have a beer, stare out at the water and let the world slip away for a while. Usually though, he thought—Sean’s voice an annoying buzz of sound in the background—he was alone.

Here, he didn’t have to be on top of King Construction. Here, no one was hounding him for a meeting or to fix something gone wrong with permits. There were no needy customers to placate and no hurry to accomplish a damn thing.

Oh, he liked his work. He and his brothers Rafe and Sean had built King Construction into the biggest firm of its kind on the west coast. But damned if it didn’t feel good to come home and let it all go for a while.

“Always did like a blonde,” Sean was saying. “And a tall one, too.”

Lucas snorted. “Blondes, redheads, brunettes. Your problem is you like ’em all.”

“Yeah? Your problem is you’re too damn picky. When was the last time you called a woman who wasn’t a customer?” Sean kicked back in his chair, setting his feet on the stone porch-balcony rail in front of them.

“None of your business,” Lucas muttered.

“Hell. That long? No wonder you’re such a pain in the ass lately.” Sean took another drink of his beer. “What you need is a little female attention and if you’ve got eyes in your head, one look at this blonde and you’ll be ready to go.”

Lucas sighed and surrendered to the inevitable. Sean wasn’t going to shut up about the woman, so Lucas might as well get a good look at her for himself. “No way,” he muttered.

“Huh?” Sean glanced at him.

“I don’t believe this,” Lucas said, more to himself than to his brother. He stood up, eyes locked on the tall, curvy blonde hurrying around the front of her car. Her long hair was pulled into a ponytail at the base of her neck, the wind whipping her hair into a frenzy. Her skin was pale and, he knew, dusted with freckles across her nose and cheeks. He couldn’t see her eyes from here, but he knew they were a deep summer blue. Her mouth was wide and curved easily into a smile, and her laugh was infectious as hell.

He hadn’t seen her in two years and seeing her now sent a near electric current sizzling through him. Lucas watched her open the sliding side door, then bend over to reach inside.

Instantly, he shifted his gaze to the curve of her behind, defined by the tight black jeans she wore. That buzz of something inside him heightened into a crackling, pulsing energy.

“What’s going on?” Sean pushed out of his chair to stand beside his brother. “You know her?”

“I used to,” Lucas admitted. Not as well as he had wanted to at the time, of course. A guy just didn’t make moves on his friend’s sister.

“Great. How about you introduce me to tall, blonde and luscious—”

Lucas glared at him.

Sean nodded and held up both hands. “Okay then, never mind. So who is she?”

“Rose Clancy.”

Sean’s eyebrows went up high enough that the shock of black hair falling across his forehead completely hid them. Then he turned and looked at the blonde, still fishing around inside her van. “That’s Dave Clancy’s little sister?”

“That’s her.”

“The one he always claimed was practically a saint? Good? Sweet? Pure as the driven snow?”

“The very one,” Lucas muttered, his gaze now narrowed on her as he remembered all the times he had listened to his ex-friend Dave brag about his baby sister.

The Clancy family ran a rival construction company. Well, rivals in the sense that they were all in the same business. In Lucas’s mind, there had never really been a contest between them. King Construction was the best firm in the state, but Clancy came in a close second.

He and Dave had met at a chamber-of-commerce meeting and had immediately hit it off. They’d been friends as well as friendly competitors. Until the day two years ago when Lucas finally figured out that Dave Clancy was a liar and a thief.

“Didn’t I hear that Rose got a divorce last year from that ass she married?”

“Yeah,” Lucas said, still watching as Rose hurried back to her van for more supplies. “I heard she divorced him. Weren’t married long, either.”

Long enough, though, Lucas thought, to discover her husband was a cheating dog that should have been neutered for the good of humanity. Funny that her so protective older brother hadn’t bothered to save her from a bad marriage.

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