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Tabitha Simmons is in San Francisco to sight-see, and race in a triathlon. Those are the only items on her agenda, and with her laser like focus of energy and intention, it is doubtful she will experience anything beyond those two interests. Then she meets Richard Dean in the hotel bar, whose powers of observation are perhaps greater in potency than her laser focus. But as laid back as Richard appears to be, it is difficult for her to ignore him. Irritating as well…
Written by Blanche Wheeler
Published by AmorBooks
Tabitha Simmons stepped out of her taxi and waited while her bellboy retrieved her luggage from the trunk of the cab. She was wearing baggy shorts, an old T-shirt from a race she ran four years ago, with red running shoes. Still, she noticed the young bellhop linger his eyes around her ass and legs. She knew her curves and legs were attractive, it was a fringe benefit from being addicted to adrenaline and endorphins. The harder she pushed her body the higher she got. This didn’t mean she brushed off the enjoyment of a young man’s attention.
Once her admiring bellboy, who looked like he turned eighteen yesterday, had her luggage on his cart, she walked into the lobby of her hotel in downtown San Francisco, and registered at the desk.
