Missing Linc

ma”am, I…” His voice died in
his throat at the sight in front of him. Whoa. This definitely was not what he”d anticipated. Calling her beautiful seemed so
inadequate. She was much more than that. Nevertheless, Linc couldn”t think of a single word
that was powerful enough, perfect enough, to describe her.
She wasn”t tall; even with wedge-heeled sandals on, she only reached his shoulder. A
strapless, baby-doll sundress with a colorful tie-dyed print covered her petite frame and
provided the perfect contrast to her smooth brown skin.
Large, dark sunglasses held ink black hair away from a face that was an exotic blend of
African and Asian ancestry. The long tresses hung in thick waves well past her shoulders.
Almond-shaped eyes the color of cognac stared back at him from underneath the longest
lashes Linc had ever seen. Her only makeup was a thin coating of gloss on full, sensuous lips
that many women paid a fortune to emulate.
Linc stood there, frozen in place, staring at her with his mouth open, incapable of
speaking a coherent word or having a logical thought. He watched in silence as the look of
confusion on her face turned into one of understanding, and her mouth curved into a sexy
smile.
It took a moment for Linc to realize that she”d spoken again. He”d been captivated by
the sight of her; he hadn”t heard a single word she said.
“Sorry, I didn”t…what…” Linc paused and closed his eyes. Jesus, he sounded like a
fucking idiot.
His eyes flew open at the sound of her soft chuckle. Linc didn”t know if he felt relieved
or horrified when he saw the amused look on her face.
“Elliott.” She pointed to the sign that he still held in front of him. “That”s us.” She
motioned between herself and the man next to her.
How in the hell did I overlook him? Linc found men to be just as attractive as women.
He always enjoyed the unique types of pleasure he found in both sexes. And if someone asked him to describe the ideal man, Linc was certain that his description would match the
one standing in front of him.
Only slightly shorter than Linc”s own height of six feet, he had the physique of a man
well acquainted with the inside of a gym. Strong and hard, he made a simple gray T-shirt and
tan shorts look spectacular on his ripped and well-defined frame.
Sunglasses prevented Linc from seeing his eyes, but he felt certain that they were as
amazing as the rest of him. His short, sandy brown hair and lightly tanned skin were the
perfect complement to her darker coloring.
Physically, he was as handsome as she was beautiful, as masculine as she was feminine.
Together, they made a stunning and gorgeous pair. He”d never met a woman or man who
attracted him as much — or as quickly — as them.
With effort, Linc forced himself to focus on his job. “Hi, I”m Lincoln.” He reached out
to shake the woman”s hand. “I”m very sorry for the delay.” Her small hand was soft inside of
his larger one. Linc felt his groin tighten as a sudden image of it wrapped around his hard
dick came to mind.
“Hi, Lincoln. I”m Tomi.” The smile she gave him was warm and genuine. “Don”t worry
about it. The secretary at your company called and explained that you would pick us up
because the original driver had a death in his family.”
Linc wanted to tell her that nobody was dead, but that would all change as soon as he
got his hands on Miguel. In the meantime, he”d have to thank Lorna for her ability to think
fast and lie well.
“Besides,” she continued, “we”ve been enjoying the warm air and beautiful view.” Their
gazes locked for a long heartbeat before her hand eased from his.
Linc cleared his throat. “Well, thanks again for being so understanding and patient.” He
smiled. “I wish I had more customers like you.” He turned his attention to the man. His sunglasses no longer covered his eyes and now
hung casually from the neckline of his T-shirt. As Linc predicted, his eyes were as impressive
as the rest of the man.
Eyes the color of the clearest blue sky stared back at him as Linc reached for the man”s
outstretched hand. His strong, firm grip was in complete contrast to Tomi”s gentler touch,
but it was no less appealing.
“I”m Mitch.” Damn, even his voice was sexy.
“It”s nice to meet you both.” Linc returned his smile. “And please, call me Linc.”
Reluctantly, he released Mitch”s hand. “Is this your first time in Puerto Rico?” At their nods,
his smile broadened. “Well, welcome to San Juan, the most beautiful city on the island.”
He opened the door and helped Tomi into the limo. Linc tried not to stare at her toned
legs and the sexy silhouette of her shapely ass when she climbed inside, but he failed
miserably.
Linc glanced in Mitch”s direction. He frowned when he saw the other man loading the
luggage into the trunk.
“You don”t need to do that. I”ll take care of it.” He reached for the bag in Mitch”s hand.
“Why don”t you relax with Tomi in the limo? There”s some cold champagne on ice waiting
for you.”
“It”s cool, man. I don”t mind.” Mitch smiled and winked. “Besides, I”ve always liked two
sets of hands better than one anyway.”
Linc paused. He”d made — and received — far too many suggestive comments and
sexual innuendos over the years for him not to be able to recognize a flirtatious remark when
it came his way. And, that was definitely flirting.
Not that Linc was complaining. Mitch was a fine-ass man, and Tomi was the sexiest
woman he”d ever met. So many responses came to mind, and normally, Linc would share
each and every one of them in vivid detail. Instead, he kept them to himself. As tempting and alluring as he found Tomi and Mitch, they were still his customers, and the thoughts he
had for them were slipping further and further away from being anywhere near appropriate.
Slowly, he removed the hand covering Mitch”s on the suitcase handle.
“Thanks. I appreciate it.” He reached for one of the two remaining bags sitting by the
curb. “Looks like you two are going to