To Have a Wilde. Kimberly Kaye Terry

when he saw a light enter her beautiful dark eyes. “To a degree,” he cautioned. “I want the audience to come to love the land as we do. For them to understand why we feel the way we do, they have to believe it. You have to believe it. Do you believe, Ms. Brandon?” he asked, tilting her chin forward.

      She slowly nodded, her gaze focused on him. He had her right where he wanted her to be.

      “And you’ll sign on for a second season, Keanu?” she asked, her gaze direct.

      The way she said his name again forced a reaction from his body, one he was struggling to keep in control.

      Although he wasn’t ready to make that final concession, he knew he had to give her something. He nodded.

      “I think it will make for a good show. And it’s all about the show, right, Ms. Brandon?” he asked, avoiding a direct answer. When her gaze narrowed, the slightest bit, he knew she’d caught the way he’d sidetracked answering.

      He’d have to be careful around her.

      Beauty, killer body and a sharp mind...it all added up to trouble.