His Pregnant Housekeeper
'What on earth?'Daniel paused, thumb poised on his car's remote locking button, and watched the woman in amazement.
She was going to do herself a mischief, struggling about in the dark trying to get that huge mattress into the skipnever mind the fact that it was his skip and she had no business putting anything in it, but since she was clearly bent on the taskliterallyhe had no choice but to intervene.
'Herelet me.'
And shouldering her gently out of the way, he slid his keys into his pocket, seized the mattress and lifted it towards the skip
'No!'
For someone so tiny, she was surprisingly strong. 'That's the wrong way!' she cried, running round to the other side and hauling on the mattress. 'I'm not putting it in the skip, I'm taking it out!'
He stopped struggling with it and studied her thoughtfully over the top. It was about shoulder height on her, and he could clearly see her stubborn, defiant chin, tilted slightly up as if daring him to argue. He scanned her face, bare of any make-up, taking in the lank brown hair scraped back into a ponytail, the wide, determined eyes and the firm set of that rea ... read full excerpt from His Pregnant Housekeeper ebook