All the Wright Moves

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All the Wright Moves

ISBN # 978-1-78184-234-8

©Copyright McKenna Jeffries & Aliyah Burke 2013

Cover Art by Posh Gosh ©Copyright February 2013

Edited by Tina Burns

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McKingley

ALL THE WRIGHT MOVES

McKenna Jeffries & Aliyah Burke

Book One in the McKingley Series

An attraction that was right from their first meeting
.

Savvy software designer Warwick Taylor’s multi-billion dollar corporation develops cutting edge computer technology. He’s made lots of sacrifices—personal and professional—to get where he is. The loss of his wife many years ago has taught him tough lessons about life and love. Time was precious and one must take every moment as it comes, the two he lived by. During a charity job at the local community centre, he’s swept away by the dedication and beauty of the centre’s owner and taking a chance, opens himself to the possibilities… 

After years of hard work, Katiya Wright finally has The Oasis running smoothly. The large donation of computers for her new computer program is a godsend. The man who comes to set them up makes her break her no dating rule, but when she finds out who he really is, she realises he’s way out of her league. Warwick, however, has other ideas and refuses to be pushed aside. He challenges Katiya to step out of her preconceived notions and give them a chance.

Will they have enough to sustain this unexpected meeting? Can she get past their differences and see him as the man he is…the man that may be the Wright move to make?

Dedication

To my mom, who taught me that helping others is the greatest thing we as human beings can do. To my family, who gives with an open heart and are always there to support me. To Aliyah, whose wit and big heart is what makes her one of my closest and dearest friends.

—McKenna Jeffries

Many thanks to the men and women of our Armed Services who spend their time away from those they love. Thanks to my husband, who is ever supportive. And of course, thanks to McKenna, who took this journey with me.

—Aliyah Burke

Trademarks Acknowledgement

The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:

Windows: Microsoft

Chevy Cameo Carrier: General Motors Company

Tahoe: Chevrolet, General Motors Company

Avalanche: Chevrolet, General Motors Company

Little Shop of Horrors
: (1986) Warner Bros. Entertainment, Inc.

Seven Brides for Seven Brothers
: Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer Studios, Inc.

Grease
: Paramount Pictures Corporation

NCIS
: CBS

Jeep: Chrysler Group, LLC

Mercedes-Benz SL-Class Roadster: Daimler AG

Bluetooth: Bluetooth Special Interest Group

F-450 King Ranch: Ford Motor Company

iPod: Apple, Inc

Lecarra: Lecarra Steering Wheels

Ididit: Ididit Incorporated

Chapter One

Katiya Wright stopped only after a step into the open doorway. The sight before her made her breath catch and she leaned against the doorframe for support and to view the tight jeans hugging a firm ass. The man bent, stretching the already fitted jeans taut. She bit her bottom lip to stifle a whimper. Her gaze travelled from the ass to muscular legs that bulged enticingly as he stood. She retraced her path back up to a bottom that should be declared illegal to a tapered waist, and a back that rippled with muscles visible through his shirt across his broad shoulders. The man shifted to the side as he lifted the computer monitor onto the desk. Katiya snapped out of her daze, glancing away from his luscious body.

The large room, which had been empty a few days earlier, was now filled with over fifty individual oak desks, office chairs and a file cabinet with a printer on it. It was as she’d envisioned, each work area set up like an office. She walked over to the desk closest to her and touched the last item that she knew had arrived today. A complete computer system with all the bells and whistles sat on top of the desk. A look at the screen showed it was installing some sort of software. With another glance around the room she noted that the systems were almost all set up. She returned her attention to the lone man still installing the computers and wondered where the rest of the work crew was.

A flare of interest filled her as she watched him work. With efficient moves he hooked up all the cables. Moments later he flipped on the system, punched a few keys, and the Windows logo came up. The man moved onto another desk and bent to pick up another computer out of a new box. She tried to figure out why she seemed to be attracted to him. It had been years since she’d had even a minuscule amount of interest in anyone. She hadn’t even seen his face nor had any interaction with him. Katiya continued to study him. She should probably let him know she was there, but she didn’t want to break the moment and continued to watch as he set up another system and moved onto another.

Snap out of it. No dating,
she reminded herself. Clearing her throat, she walked over to the man. He stiffened and straightened from the box he was unpacking.

“Everything is looking great.” She glanced around again, pleased that her vision was finally taking shape.

Katiya turned to look at him again then stopped.
Damn, he’s even more captivating up close.
His dark, brooding eyes studied her silently. Black shaggy shoulder length hair framed a tanned, craggy face. He wasn’t what she’d call typically handsome, but something about him made her want to look at him more than once. With large blunt fingers, he pushed back his hair from his face. He dwarfed her five feet nine inches—he had to be at least over six feet tall.

“There are just a few more systems left to set up in here.”

His deep, bassy baritone set off a clenching sensation in the base of her stomach.

Control yourself.
Katiya took a calming breath. “Yes, I see that. I’m surprised that there aren’t more techs helping to get it done.”

“There were, but they are setting up the other systems for the centre offices,” he replied.

Katiya frowned. “What? The donation was only for these systems.” She motioned to the computers around the room.

“Miss?”

“Katiya. Katiya Wright. No need for the Miss.” She paused. “I don’t understand. Why are computers being installed in the centre offices?”

“Katiya Wright. You’re the owner of The Oasis, I’m pleased to meet you.” He reached out and shook her hand. “You’re doing some great things with the community centre. As for the reason why the centre’s offices are being set up too. Do you realise how outdated your systems are?” The man cocked his head to the side, studying her.

She ignored the flash of pleasure that filled her at his touch and statement about her work at the centre.

“I know they are but this”—she gestured to the systems again—“was more important to get than computers for our offices. What does—?”

“Why didn’t you just ask for a donation that included the centre offices?”

Katiya narrowed her eyes. She didn’t appreciate his almost chastising tone, but instead of replying in anger, she put on her ‘diplomatic mask’.

“We had thought we would have to get more than one donor to get everything here the way we wanted. But when I approached your company, the donation made was more than generous enough and we didn’t need to seek any other donors. Taylor Bytes gave us all the computer systems, printers and provided techs like you to set it all up for us. That was what we needed. The centre offices having computers were secondary to that.”

Although she had not met the man behind Taylor Bytes, the multibillion-dollar software company, Katiya was very grateful for his unselfish donation. When she had approached the company she had never expected them to donate everything she’d needed to get her computer classes up and running. The man continued to study her intently. Katiya shifted and tried to mask her wince. Her leg ached from the plane ride.

“So what they say about you is true.”

“What do they say?” she asked, leery.

She knew people talked about her dogged determination to get donations for The Oasis—her community centre. They either respected her or called her a pest. She didn’t care as long as The Oasis was running well.

“The Oasis and programs you have here come first,” he stated.

“That’s the way it should be. And this is why I still want to know about the installation of the additional systems.”

“After we got here we were met by Rhianna and she mentioned that you had to go out of town unexpectedly. She showed us where things were to go, I set the men to work and asked Rhianna to show me where we would set up the wireless network. She ended up giving me a tour. From outside you wouldn’t know how huge this place is, and the set-up is phenomenal. Rhianna mentioned the various classes, services and so on you offer. It is impressive.”

“Thanks.” She smiled.

“No, it is you and the people here this community has to thank. Your dedication to the centre and its programs are admirable, however you need good equipment to do the work you do. While we were in Rhianna’s office, I noticed that her computer was a dinosaur. I asked why the donation hadn’t included the offices and she said almost the same thing you had. I made a few calls and Taylor Bytes included the centre offices in the donation. The other techs are setting up the systems.”

Katiya stared. She knew that Rhianna, who was her second in the centre, would not have asked for more donations and she had probably tried to dissuade him. From the look on his face, she could see he wasn’t a man easily dissuaded. She wasn’t either. This time, though, she would let him have his way. It was a benefit to the centre.