Sounds Like Love — Maris Soule

Mixing business with pleasure was very tempting

Megan McGuire was in a jam the day Sam Blake bellied up to her bar. Her business was in the red, and here was this stranger--distracting her.

It was hard enough to work out a budget without having those compelling blue eyes assess her. Difficult also to concentrate while imagining those lips against hers. And it was next to impossible to think straight when all that separated her from his lean body was a perilously narrow counter.. . .