Elena stared at Lance's tan back as he worked in her garden. she smiled to herself. She had made an excellent choice in a new gardener.

She was so enthralled that she jumped when the kettle whistled. She turned away from the window to pulk it off the fire and pour the steaming water into her cup.

She walked back to the window just as lance was wiping the sweat from his brow. She let her eyes trace the muscles of his chest, back and arms as the sweat glistened off his tanned skin. She had never seen such beauty.