Hayley is through with fickle men. Tired of the love ’em and leave ’em type, she hires the 1Night Stand agency in a last ditch effort to find a good man, even if it’s only for a single date. Getting a man’s undivided attention for one night isn’t too much to ask, is it?
Almost convinced he’s destined to spend his life alone, Jamie Campbell contacts the 1Night Stand agency. Can the mysterious Madame Evangeline and her unique abilities find him the perfect match? Maybe….
On his way to Atlantic City at Madame’s direction, he finds a beautiful full-figured woman stranded on the side of the road. A chivalrous man would stop and help her. It’s a good thing he’s old-fashioned.
“I take it you couldn’t figure it out.”
Hayley jerked upright at the deep voice with the sexy Scottish accent. Her head hit the inside of the hood, and she stepped back onto someone’s foot. “Holy hell!” Turning, she glared up at the most beautiful man she had ever seen. “You scared the crap out of me.”
At least six and a half feet tall, the man appeared to be in his early to mid-forties. Thick dark hair curled around his collar as he gazed down at her with eyes the same light-blue as the Virginia sky in the summer.
“I’m sorry, lass. I didn’t mean to frighten you. I stopped to offer assistance.” He smiled at her—a wonderful, all-male smile that almost left her panting with need.
To keep him from finding out what he did to her quivering insides, she turned toward the car and shrugged. “I was distracted. And no, I didn’t figure out why this piece of sh…shiny metal won’t start.”
Resting her hand over her midsection, she hoped to keep her stomach where it belonged before it took flight with all of the butterflies fluttering around in there.
The man was a god. Perfect in every way that mattered, aesthetically, anyway, he could have been on the cover of a gentlemen’s fashion magazine. How could anyone be so downright attractive? From his impeccably tailored suit down to his wing-tipped shoes, he dripped class, and money.
Taking off his jacket and studded cufflinks, he rolled up his sleeves. “Shall I have a look, then?” He met her gaze with his striking blue eyes and smiled.
She did her best not to melt into a puddle at his feet, or worse, faint. Hell, if she had to miss her date, at least she’d do it with style. Though she had no delusions about the stranger’s intentions, it didn’t mean she couldn’t watch the guy as he tried to figure out the issue with her car.
“It’s just a rental. The only reason I was trying to fix it was because I don’t have a signal on my phone out here.” She shifted her attention back at his vehicle before indicating his suit. “It’s obvious you weren’t planning on fixing a car tonight.”
“Aye, you’re right. I wasn’t.” Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out his cell phone and frowned. “I don’t have a signal, either.”
“Well, crap.” She bit her lip and met his gaze. “You don’t have to stay here and try to fix this hunk of junk. If you could just call One Star Rentals when you reach civilization and tell them where I am, I would appreciate it.”
“You’ve got to be kidding,” he said, his face blank. “Do you really think I would leave you alone out here in the middle of nowhere when it’s going to be dark in less than an hour?”