CHAPTER FIFTEEN
“JESUS.” JONATHAN SNATCHED off his reading glasses as he watched the gorgeous, black woman enter the mansion through his computer screen.
She glided behind Tran in a sexy, white blouse that hung off her shoulders and flowed at her slender hips. In wide-legged white slacks and stiletto sandals, she made her way through the entrance hall, enchanting Jonathan with every step.
He stroked his knuckles, a momentous throbbing gripping his pelvis. “Mm.”
Tran led her through the house and outside to the garden.
Jonathan switched his computer to the home page, mind racing to figure out what flower she liked. Usually he could tell right off by looking at a woman but from what he heard of Lydia, she was as unpredictable as her sister was.
Tran walked in, interrupting Jonathan’s t
