Softly, As I Leave You

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by Caine, Candy


  Autumn made it to her office without dropping a box. The man had seemed very nice. Taking that as a good omen, she rested one box on her desk and the other on the other desk in the office and began to empty them. Leaning over the boxes, her shapely buns faced the door as her skirt rode halfway up her smooth, tanned thighs.

  The sight nearly stopped Stuart Tanner’s heart as he slammed into the small office, scaring at least five years off Autumn’s life.

  “What the hell is all that crap?” His usually smooth, deep voice almost cracked.

  “Excuse me?” Autumn asked the tall, unmistakably good-looking, raven-haired guy crowding her day. He was dressed in a casual pullover that hugged his broad chest and jeans worn down in all the right paces and scruffy brown leather cowboy boots. Had he not snarled at her, he could have been a sexy advertising model.

  “What do you think you’re doing?”

  “What does it look like I’m doing?” Autumn frowned feeling as if steam was escaping from her ears. Could the creature standing in front of her be any more ill-mannered? She took a deep breath that had the effect of pushing up her ample breasts.

  “I have no idea, but I’d like you to put everything back into those boxes and leave.” And take your breasts with you. Stuart was alarmed at the sudden heaviness in his groin. What the hell?

  ALSO BY CANDY CAINE

  At First Sight

  Because of You

  Christmas with a Stranger

  Dangerous Attraction

  Flavor of the Week

  For Your Love

  Forever Yours

  Heated Pleasures

  It's Love That Really Counts

  Justify My Love

  Love with a Younger Man

  More Heated Pleasures

  Never Is Not Forever

  No Strings Attached

  Save the Last Dance for Me

  Softly, As I Leave You

  Forever in My Heart

  For the Love of Money

  Honor Most Profane

  Dancing for Dollars

  Accidental Love

  Obsessed

  A Bridge to Love

  My Neighbor was a Peeping Tom

  Behind Closed Doors

  Grandma’s Handyman

  Through the Keyhole

  Forbidden Fruit

  On Cloud Nine

  The Life and Loves of Ariel Jones, I, Erogenous Jones Volume 1

  The Life and Loves of Ariel Jones, Ariel and Ray Uncensored, Volume 2

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  With nearly 200 short stories, numerous anthologies, novellas and novels in print, whether she’s writing spicy hot erotica as Candy Caine or less edgy contemporary romance as her alter ego, Candace Gold, she keeps her husband, Robert, on his toes in their Arizona home. Supportive with her writing career, he’s always willing to help her add authenticity to the scenes in her stories. After all, technique is so important for good writing. When asked why she began to write, Candy says: “Reading has always been an addiction for me and my biggest thrill is to bring the joy of reading to others. That’s what writing is all about.”

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