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A Touch of Heaven [MultiFormat]
eBook by Portia Da Costa

eBook Category: Romance
eBook Description: A perfect stranger with a heavenly touch. Miranda's first glimpse of her neighbors' house sitter nearly takes her breath away. He's everything she likes in a man--handsome and naked. She can't resist the impulse to introduce herself to this intoxicating stranger. She quickly finds out he's more than just looks. His miraculous massage brings relief to her aches and pains, then pleasure that explodes into the sweetest, most erotic experience of her life. Yet with each encounter that follows, her confusion grows. Unlike other men she's known, he fulfills every secret desire, yet demands nothing in return. Patrick is holding back more than a scrap of vital information. He is an angel on an earthly mission of kindness, bound by an unbreakable code. Miranda must not know that her wit, gentleness and womanly curves only sharpen his secret longing to live--and love--as humans do. And Patrick faces an agonizing choice that could bring them everything they've ever wanted?or separate them for all eternity. Warning: Contains a sizzling feast of hot pleasure with a naughty angel who likes to display his heavenly "attributes". This golden boy's massage technique brings a whole new meaning to the phrase "the laying on of hands".

eBook Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd., Published: 2011, 2011
Fictionwise Release Date: July 2011

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He's there again, my new neighbor, the guy who's house-sitting next door for the Johnsons. At least I think he's house-sitting. I can't remember them mentioning him before they went away.

I wonder if they knew he likes sunbathing naked when they asked him to mind the house for them.

Yes, naked. Starkers. In the buff. Not wearing a stitch. There he is on the lawn again on his tatty old blanket. Stretched out in the sun, exactly as the good Lord intended.

And speaking of the good Lord, thank you, God, for giving this old bird a treat.

This is the third day in a row that he's been out there, and the third day I've sneakily watched him from my balcony. Does he know I'm spying on him? He certainly doesn't give any indication. But then again, all he seems to do is sleep. He worships the sun for hours on end, and somehow he never seems to get burned. His skin always looks golden, beautiful and smooth, not the slightest bit red.

I shuffle my sun mattress over to the wrought iron railings at the edge of the balcony so I can get a better view, and boy, is he a sight for sore eyes.

He's got the body of a god and the face of an angel, and that's not exaggerating. From this vantage point, I can only see his profile and his tousled golden hair, but I know for a fact the rest of him is just as scrumptious, face and body. His back is a sculpted poem of muscle and his ass is nothing short of breathtaking. His strong, narrow feet look touchingly vulnerable stretched out in the sunlight.

I should go down. I should talk to him. He must know I'm here and that I'm looking. So why am I shilly-shallying? I'm a grown woman--far too far grown for my liking--and I shouldn't be afraid of some strip of a lad, of a youth or whatever, a guy who's probably far more years my junior than I care to count.

I pop my head up for a better view.

Well, he might be drop-dead gorgeous, but he's an unrepentant slob. His rug is littered with books, newspapers, an iPod, about half a dozen soft drink cans and the wrappers of several chocolate bars and at least four empty crisp packets. The lucky devil. Not only can he lie out in the sun for hours without burning, it also seems that he can guzzle junk food without putting on an ounce or damaging his pearly white teeth. And they are pearly white, because I just saw them. He smiled to himself a moment ago in his sleep.

I wonder what he's smiling about. Something must have amused him.

Even as I speculate, he lifts his head, looks over his shoulder and smiles again. But this time, it's directly at me.

Oh hell, that's torn it. What shall I do?

Several possible courses of action occur. Do I duck down again, pretend I'm not here and hope the sun was in his eyes and he didn't actually see me?

Don't be an idiot, Miranda. Of course he saw you. He's not blind.

Or do I brazen it out and smile right back? Give him a cheery, neighborly wave and grasp the opportunity I've desperately been waiting for--a chance to meet this dreamy guy face-to-face? I'll be playing with fire, obviously, given my history. Handsome younger men are a flame I've been well crisped by before. But hey ho, you only live once, don't you? I'm prepared to risk getting kicked in the teeth again, for just a chance to get close to a heavenly body like his.

Easing myself up into a sitting position, I smile down and flap a cautious wave at my naked neighbor. "Hi. Lovely day, isn't it?"

Great opening, Miranda, so original. But Golden Boy doesn't seem to mind. Yanking out his earbuds, he sits up, swivels around and gives me the full beam of the most extraordinary, spine-meltingly gorgeous smile I've ever seen on any man, woman or child.

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