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  By the Book

  ( Jamesville - 6 )

  N. J. Walters

  Between the pages...between the sheets...something's smokin'!

  Jamesville, Book 6 Amanda Barrington hopes Jamesville is the right place for her rare-book business--and her new life. The moving truck barely pulls away before both are off to a rousing start. It's not her new customer that's caught her attention, though. It's the customer's brother, Jonah Sutter. From the moment cynical, ex-military Jonah sets eyes on Amanda, he burns for her like a house afire--which is what she's going to have if she doesn't get her house's electrical system overhauled. He knows he's not a forever kind of guy, but he's more than willing to be her fix-it man. In more ways than one. When unexpected danger threatens, Jonah finds himself dealing with more than just the desire to get Amanda into bed. Protecting her means moving in, which exposes them both to a new danger--losing their hearts.

  By The Book

  Jamesville - 6

  by

  N. J. Walters

  Dedication

  Thank you to all the readers who have loved visiting Jamesville as much as I do. I’m not quite done with this town yet!

  To Gerard—you are my inspiration and my biggest supporter. There is no way to thank you enough for everything that you do.

  As always, thank you to my editor for her keen eye and hard work.

  Chapter One

  Amanda Barrington placed her hand on her stomach and prayed she wouldn’t puke.

  That so wouldn’t be good for business.

  She still couldn’t quite believe she’d packed up her old life in Vermont and moved to Jamesville, Maine. Not only that, but she was now a homeowner as well. The butterflies in her tummy started to dance around once again, so she closed her eyes and took a deep breath to help settle them.

  When she opened her eyes, she was still in the front room of her new home, surrounded by boxes waiting to be unpacked. She was also waiting for her first new client. Elizabeth Sutter was dropping by with a dozen boxes of hardcover books she wanted Amanda to have a look at. Recently divorced, Elizabeth was trying to clear out the remnants of her old life so she could start anew.

  While Amanda was sorry for Elizabeth’s troubles, she was excited to see what books the other woman had. That was the nature of her business. As an antiquarian and rare book dealer, Amanda did some of her best business when heirs were clearing out estates, or when the newly divorced or widowed were looking for a fresh start. While she had empathy for her customers, she couldn’t quite quell the excitement that gripped her whenever she opened a box of books. One never quite knew what would be inside.

  Of course, she had a steady stream of regular collectors with whom she dealt on a constant basis. She’d learned her profession well, and been mentored by one of the best in the business. Irascible and brusque to most, Seymour Morton had taken Amanda under his wing when she was just a gawky teenager, teaching her the business and sharing his wealth of knowledge and contacts with her. It hurt her that she couldn’t pick up the phone and talk to Seymour. She still couldn’t quite believe he was gone. He’d been ninety when he’d died in his sleep, but somehow she’d expected him to live forever.

  A heavy knock sounded on the front door, shaking Amanda from her reverie. “You can do this,” she muttered. She’d dealt with hundreds of clients, but this was the first time she hadn’t had Seymour beside her.

  Walking to the front door, she pulled it open and came face-to-face with a man who made every single thought vanish from her mind in a heartbeat. His midnight-black hair fell to his shoulders in a waterfall of silk. Her fingers curled into her palms, itching to touch it to see if it was as soft as it looked.

  Pale green eyes tipped with thick, dark lashes stared back at her. They reminded her of cat’s eyes. They held the same intense, predatory stare of a cat just before it pounces.

  Amanda was finding it hard to breathe, impossible to think. Her skin flashed hot and then cold. She’d swear she was having a menopausal hot flash, except for the fact that she was only thirty-one.

  His face was all angles and planes, his lips thin. His nose was slightly crooked, but that in no way detracted from his appeal. This was one sexy man, and she hadn’t even managed to check out what was below his neckline yet.

  Her breasts swelled and a low throb began deep in her belly. What the heck was wrong with her?

  “Mind if I come in?”

  His voice sent shivers skating down her arms, raising goose bumps in their wake. It was so deep and richly textured. This guy could read the phonebook and make her cream her panties.

  He arched an eyebrow at her. She opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted by a woman’s voice. “Jonah, is anything wrong?”

  Like a splash of cold water, reality came crashing back. She was ogling a complete stranger at her front door and he was obviously with a woman. Amanda could feel the heat creeping up her cheeks and the butterflies in her stomach began to flutter again.

  “Hi, I’m Elizabeth Sutter.” A lovely brunette with creamy white skin and a shy smile juggled a box in her arms and held out her hand.

  Amanda shook the proffered hand as her mind began to fire on all cylinders once again. This was her new client. For the first time since opening the door, she took in the entire scene in front of her. It was only then she noticed that the hunk was holding a large box in his arms.

  “Come in.” She pulled back the door and motioned them into the front room, the home of her new business, By the Book. “Please forgive the mess. The moving truck only left an hour ago and I’m up to my ears in boxes.”

  Amanda tried not to look at the guy’s behind as he bent down and placed the box on the floor. She really did. But she couldn’t resist. Tight and firm, his ass filled out his jeans to perfection. And she shouldn’t be checking out the guy’s butt, not with Elizabeth standing in the same room. What was wrong with her? She wasn’t the type to poach on another woman’s man. He straightened, turned and stared at her as if he knew exactly what she’d been doing.

  Once again, she felt the heat on her cheeks and cursed the fact that she blushed so easily. Combined with her freckles and curly reddish-brown hair, she must look a sight.

  “Oh, we could come back another time if it’s not convenient.”

  Amanda’s gaze shifted to Elizabeth Sutter, who was nibbling on her lower lip and looking concerned. The box she was carrying was poised in the air, as if she couldn’t quite decide if she was going to put it down or make a run for it. Amanda pictured her new client, and all her books, walking out the door.

  Back to business. “Not at all.” She smiled, genuinely pleased to have her very first local client. “I’m sorry for all the mess, but I’m excited to see your books.”

  Elizabeth smiled as the man took the box out of her arms and laid it atop the one he’d brought in. “That’s wonderful. This is my brother, Jonah Sutter.”

  Relief, all out of proportion to the situation, flooded through Amanda. She didn’t even know Jonah, but finding out he wasn’t romantically attached to Elizabeth sent her hormones jumping. Of course, that didn’t mean he didn’t have a wife or a significant other somewhere out there. And she really had to keep her mind focused on business, not on her attraction to Jonah. “Pleasure to meet you.” Amanda was proud of the way her voice didn’t break. She sounded calm and personable. She extended her hand in greeting.

  His green-eyed gaze never leaving her face, he closed his fingers over hers. Heat and strength seemed to radiate from the man. He slowly inclined his head. “You’re Amanda?”

  God, could she be anymore scatterbrained? “Amanda Barrington.” She forced herself to pull her hand away even though she would have been quite content to leave it exactly where it was. H
e had wonderful hands—broad, slightly rough and very strong. A shiver ran down her spine as she imagined those hands running up her arms and down her torso, wrapping around her hips.

  “Pleasure.” He turned from her and headed back to the front door. “I’ll get the rest of the boxes.” Amanda noted the way his shoulders filled out his leather jacket and the fact that his boots made no sound on the hardwood floor. He moved silently for such a big man.

  “Thank you, Jonah.” Elizabeth’s voice jerked Amanda’s attention back to her client, who waited patiently.

  Thankfully, the other woman hadn’t seemed to notice anything amiss. Pulling her professional persona around her, Amanda motioned her client to the lone chair in the room. “Please sit down. Can I get you some coffee? Tea?” She thought she knew where to find the kettle, but she wasn’t one hundred percent sure.

  “No. That’s fine. I know you’re busy getting settled, but I just wanted to get these boxes out of the house.” Elizabeth bit her lower lip again and looked away.

  Elizabeth’s vulnerability hit Amanda squarely in the chest and her professional demeanor slid away, replaced by genuine concern. “That’s okay. I understand how these things are. Divorce is never easy. You’re ready to start your new life and this is a part of the past you need to deal with and clear away.”

  “That’s exactly it.” Elizabeth motioned to the boxes, a tremulous smile on her lips.

  “There are several hundred books, but I’m not sure if any of them are valuable. I got half of the library in the settlement. I picked out the books I wanted to keep, but these…”

  Elizabeth waved her hand toward the boxes, “…these are the ones I really don’t want.”

  Amanda nodded, crouching on the floor. “That’s why you have me. Let’s see what we have here.” Pulling the smaller box down in front of her, she folded back the flap. The familiar excitement coursed through her. The smells of paper and ink rose up to hit her nostrils.

  She sensed Jonah just before another box appeared beside her. She didn’t look at him when he turned and left, even though she wanted to. That was one good-looking man.

  One by one, she pulled the hardback books from the box. Most were of minimal value—first editions of popular fiction authors that would sell from anywhere between five and twenty dollars. But at the very bottom was a gem.

  Amanda picked up the book carefully and gently pulled back the cover, examining the endpapers before turning to the copyright page. It was as she suspected. “This is an original copy of A Clockwork Orange.” The cult classic by Anthony Burgess was worth a pretty penny to collectors.

  “Is that good?”

  “You betcha. I can easily get you between five and six for this. Maybe even a bit more.”

  “Five or six hundred dollars?” Jonah laid another box on top of the ones he’d already brought in.

  She turned, ignoring the way his long hair framed his remarkable face and the cynical gleam in his eyes. “No, not five or six hundred dollars.”

  “I didn’t think so.”

  She cocked an eyebrow at him. “That would be five or six thousand dollars.”

  Amanda heard Elizabeth gasp, but she couldn’t look away from Jonah.

  Even though she was sitting on the floor, the pretty little shopkeeper still managed to look down her nose at him. Damned if she didn’t make him want to grin. Jonah’s cock jerked in agreement and he willed it back into submission. This was not the time or the place. He was here to help his sister and to make sure she didn’t get swindled.

  Not that the curvy redhead looked like a con artist. The smattering of freckles on her face and her open smile made her look—he searched for the right word—innocent. In his experience there was no such thing, and women who looked harmless were usually the most venomous of all, able to sneak past a man’s guard with seductive smiles and soft promises.

  She was wearing jeans and a green cardigan sweater that hid more of her than it showcased. Not exactly a femme fatale. Yet his body responded anyway. From the moment she’d opened the door, he’d had the urge to push her up against the wall, strip her naked and bury himself in her sweet warmth.

  He was so cold and it had been so long.

  His blood chilled as he remembered the last time he’d gotten involved with a woman—beautiful, sexy, mysterious Darla. She’d played him like a fish on a line while trying to get him to spill military secrets. And he’d fallen for it, if only for a short time.

  She’d never discovered anything of importance, but not for lack of trying. The day he’d come home early and caught her in his apartment hacking into his computer had clued him in to the fact that she wasn’t what she seemed. The fact that she’d tried to shoot him had also been a dead giveaway. That had been five years ago.

  Jonah swore beneath his breath. Amanda Barrington was no enemy spy and Darla was no longer a problem. He had to get his mind out of the past and into the here and now.

  A quick, hard fuck against the wall wasn’t going to happen with this woman.

  Amanda had commitment written all over her and that wasn’t the kind of woman he needed in his life. He had enough problems without adding a woman to the mix.

  “Five or six thousand?”

  He winced at the excitement in his sister’s voice. Elizabeth was starting over again after a long, failed marriage, and although she’d gotten a decent deal in the divorce settlement, the extra money certainly wouldn’t go astray.

  Amanda nodded. The motion sent a profusion of cinnamon-colored curls bobbing up and down. Her hair hung halfway down her back and was pulled back in a terrycloth wrap of some sort. What did his sister call it? Oh yeah, a scrunchie. Jonah wanted to strip the holder away and watch her curls bob around her face.

  Swearing under his breath, he got a grip on himself. Concentrate. “What about the rest of them?”

  Her moss-green eyes were cool as she turned back to him. “That remains to be seen.

  In this box, most of the books are worth five or ten bucks apiece, but this one…” she picked up the book in question, “…this one is a gem.”

  Amanda pushed to her feet. She was standing so close to him, he could smell her—a combination of lemon cleaner and dust from where she’d been working—but underlying it all was the alluring scent of woman and lavender soap.

  The top of her head rose to just past his chin, putting her at about five-foot-six. She reached out and grabbed another box, the movement pulling her sweater tight against her and accentuating her curves. No doubt about it, Amanda had some sweet curves. Her breasts would be a handful, no more, no less, but they appeared to be firm and ripe.

  His hands fisted at his sides as he wondered what color her nipples were. Pink or beige? Jonah took one look at her hair and grinned. He’d bet on pink, verging toward red.

  “It will take me a few days to go through all the boxes and work up a list for you.”

  Amanda was sitting on a box next to Elizabeth, a receipt book in her hand. “Do you know how many books you have?”

  Elizabeth shook her head. “No, I just packed them in the boxes.”

  “That’s okay, we can count them and I’ll give you a receipt. In a few days, I’ll have a complete list of the books and what price I will be asking for them. As I said on the phone, I take a commission on every book I sell.”

  “That’s fine. Whatever I can get for them.” Jonah wanted to shake his sister. She was asking to get taken advantage of.

  “We’ll look at the list and review your commission before my sister agrees to anything.” He had to speak up before Elizabeth just gave Amanda the damn books.

  Amanda’s back stiffened, but her expression remained friendly, if slightly aloof.

  “That’s fine. I can also provide you with references from past customers if you’d like.”

  “That would be—”

  “Jonah.” His sister cut him off abruptly as she jumped to her feet. She turned to Amanda. “I’m terribly sorry about that. Jonah tends to be a
bit overprotective. I trust you to be honest with the boxes I’ve brought. With just the first box you went through, I’ll get more than I even imagined I would for the lot of them.”

  “Don’t worry, Elizabeth. I understand completely. You’ve been through a hard time and he is your brother.” Amanda turned away and quickly began opening boxes. In a swift, methodical fashion, she counted books, not seeming to pay any attention to their titles. When she was done, she wrote up the receipt. “You’ve got two-hundred-and-fifty-seven books.” Ripping the paper away from her receipt pad, she handed it to Elizabeth.

  Going to one of her own boxes in the corner, Amanda yanked open the flaps and dug inside. She muttered to herself as she rummaged around. He sensed her triumph as she pulled out a small wooden box. Opening it, she took out a business card, flipped it over and wrote on the back. Her movements were stiff as she walked up to him and handed him the card.

  The name of her business, By the Book, was embossed in gold on the front of the card. Below it her name and profession was listed, along with her Jamesville address as well as her website and email addresses. Jonah flipped it over. On the back were several names and numbers.

  “Those are former clients,” she informed him before he could ask. “Feel free to call them.”

  Turning her back on him, Amanda focused on Elizabeth. Jonah wanted to grab her by the shoulders, turn her around and pull her into his arms. Then he wanted to kiss her until she lost that uptight expression. He wanted to see her smile at him again or look at him with the slightly unfocused and dreamy gaze she’d greeted him with when she’d first opened the door of her home. Anything but the cold shoulder he was currently receiving.

  It was definitely past time to go if he was starting to worry about what any woman thought of him, let alone one he’d just met. “Time to go, Elizabeth.”

  His sister’s face paled and her shoulders slumped inward. “I’m sorry. I know this is taking up your time.”

 

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