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Chapter 1

Danielle

"Danielle, could you hand these flyers out to the visitors after the game?" Barbara fussed, pushing her leaflets into my hands. "Remember, cleaning, ironing or anything—"

"I've got this, Barb. Leave it to me and I'll hand them out this side." I promised my mothers best friend, watching as she hurried over to the other side of the school field where the opposing team sat.

Pushing my hair behind my ears, I gathered the leaflets and forced a smile on my face as people started to leave the stands.

"What's this?" A woman asked, hooking a toddler over her hip.

"It's a list of all the services Barbara offers." I smiled sweetly at the toddler who gazed at me through shining eyes.

"Does she babysit?"

"Uh, no." I winced when the woman shoved the flyer back in my hands.

"No good to me then."

Jeez.

I was lucky when people politely took the flyers from me, and I turned a blind eye when they dropped them in the trash.

Poor Barbara. Her husband had left her—ran off to Vegas to 'find himself', leaving Barbara in heavy debt with a mortgage to pay. She had a job at a restaurant nearby, but she needed more money.

"What are you doing, handing these things out? It's irritating." A girl huffed at me, shoving past me.

"Ooh, what's this? I need a cleaner, do you have any references?" A woman scanned the flyer, as a striking guy hovered behind her, rolling his eyes.

"Yes!" I beamed, reeling off a list of jobs that Barbara had, praying I was doing her a favor.

"Great. Can you come over for an interview?" The woman smiled, digging around in her purse as I frowned.

"Oh, I'm not the cleaner—"

"Sorry?" The woman handed me a business card, shiny silver letters announcing that the woman in front of me was no other than Kayla James—wife of the billionaire that was Alec James.

I found my tongue, nodding my head at Mrs James.

"Barbara can come for an interview whenever." I breathed, scanning the crowds for Barbara.

"Wonderful."

I spotted Barbara finally, and I waved at her like a madwoman until she joined us, her eyes wide when she saw Mrs James.

"This is Barbara, and Barbara, this is Mrs James." I introduced them, suddenly aware of eyes on me. I moved away, continuing to hand the flyers out, praying that Barbara made the cut with Mrs James.

"Hello."

I whirled around to see the guy with Mrs James gazing at me, his arms folded.

"Hi." I smiled back, trying not to gaze at his navy blue eyes. I'd never seen eyes so dark blue before, not with dark hair. He wore a loose fitting tee shirt over cut off shorts, his dimples showing when he grinned at me.

"What's your name, flyer girl?"

"My mother told me not to give my name to strangers," I teased, flushing at my boldness.

What was I doing?!

"I'm Blake James. Not a stranger at all, I'm sure you've heard of me."

My jaw fell open.

Blake James?

As though he was amused by my reaction, Blake handed me a card, identical to the one his mother had given me earlier.