All the Wright Moves

by McKenna Jeffries

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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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  This is a work of fiction. All characters, places and events are from the author’s imagination and should not be confused with fact. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, events or places is purely coincidental.

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  Published in 2013 by Total-E-Bound Publishing, Think Tank, Ruston Way, Lincoln, LN6 7FL, United Kingdom.

  Warning:

  This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers. This story has a heat rating of Total-e-burning and a sexometer of 1.

  This story contains 95 pages, additionally there is also a free excerpt at the end of the book containing 10 pages.

  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.

  “Thank you and Taylor Bytes.”

  “You’re welcome, Katiya.”

  She stifled a shiver at the way he’d said her name. It was almost like a caress. However, his face was expressionless She must have imagined it.

  “Rhianna mentioned you were flying in today but I thought you would be in tomorrow. We planned to come back to set up your system then.”

  “I came straight from the airport. I had to check and see how things are doing.” She smiled wryly.

  “I know the feeling. I rush back to work after being away too.”

  They shared a companionable look. He glanced at his watch. Katiya looked at hers and noted it was almost noon.

  “Do you have time for us to set you up today?” He crossed his arms.

  “Sure. What do you need from me?”

  “Access to your computer. We need to make copies of your hard drive files and programs you installed to put on the new system. Let me get one of the guys to work on it.”

  She nodded as he unhooked what looked to be a walkie-talkie from his belt. Katiya wandered over to another system and glanced at the screen. The system seemed to have finished loading whatever it had been doing.

  “Calix will meet you at your office,” he said.

  “Okay.” She turned to face him and gasped—he was close. He smiled. Katiya stifled a whimper. The dimples bracketing his lush lips made her want to lick them.

  Down, girl.

  “Ummm… I better go meet Calix.” She backed away.

  “Depending on what you have on your hard drive, it should only be about an hour or two to get your info off the old system.”

  “Okay. Thanks again.” She turned then walked quickly to the door.

  “You’re very welcome, Katiya.” His words followed her out of the door.

  Again his words felt like a caress. Just your imagination.

  Katiya walked down the hall to her office, absently waving at the various employees and patrons of the centre.

  “Katiya, you’re back.” She turned and smiled as she saw Rhianna De’clare striding towards her. “Did you get Lissa Gayle to agree to teach the computer program?”

  Katiya marvelled at how Rhianna could make the simple act of walking so graceful and sensual. Even though Rhianna would deny it, she still had a dancer’s grace. Now she would just have to convince her to teach the dance class she had planned but hadn’t told Rhianna about yet. As she got closer Katiya noticed that Rhianna’s soft, honey coloured skin had a light sheen of sweat and her short curly dark brown hair was messy. It was a sure sign that Rhianna was agitated about something. Her light grey eyes still had that serious look they always did. Rhianna stopped and spoke briefly with a centre worker then came the last few steps to her.

  “Yes I did. We were able to work out a fair salary. It will take a few months for Lissa to get things settled in New York before she can move here to McKingley.”

  “And she doesn’t have a problem moving from such a big city to New Mexico?”

  Katiya shook her head. “Nope. She actually said she is looking forward to not having winters anymore. Can’t say I blame her. Even though it’s spring there, it still felt cold to me. I am glad to be home.”

  “Glad you’re back and everything worked out,” Rhianna said. A guilty look flashed across Rhianna’s face. “Did you check out the computers? The techs were here since yesterday—a day earlier than planned. They mentioned they had some wiring to do and so on. They came back to install today.”

  “They’ve been here two days? Yes, I’ve checked out the systems and spoke with…” Katiya’s eyes widened as she realised she didn’t even know the man’s name.

  “Spoke with…?”

  “The head tech mentioned they are donating comps for the offices too. He filled me in on everything.”

  “Head tech?” Rhianna looked amused.

  Confused, she gave her a look. “Yeah. He was in the room back there finishing up the installation.”

  “I tried to tell him it wasn’t necessary,” Rhianna said.

  “I know you did. He looks like he does as he pleases. Besides, it works in our favour.” She shrugged.

  “So you’re cool with them outfitting the space next to the computer area as a computer lab?”

  “A what?” Katiya demanded.

  “He didn’t tell you everything.” Rhianna winced.

  “Explain, Rhia.”

  “It would be easier to show you.” Rhianna sighed. “Come on.”

  Katiya followed Rhianna back the way she had come. She glanced into the computer room where the man was b
ent over lifting a computer. He glanced over his shoulder but Katiya looked away quickly, hurrying past the door. Rhianna stopped at the double doors a little distance down the hallway. When Katiya caught up with her, she opened a door and gestured Katiya to go in. Katiya stepped inside and gasped. The massive room had been empty prior to her trip. Now, it looked like a very well stocked computer lab. She’d intended for it to be that exactly, but never in her wildest dreams would she have imagined it would be so…perfect.

  Long tables were lined with high backed stools bracketing each side. The wall held organisational units that filled the entire space. She counted. There were fifteen along the back wall and twenty long tables scattered around the room. Next to each table was a computer system on a smaller computer stand with a printer on the bottom. Although the set up was impressive, it was the other three walls that shocked her.

  Five flat screen monitors hung on the wall, each one with a console below it. Eyes wide, Katiya walked over to the one of them. She ran her hand over the console. There were so many buttons and controls she didn’t have a clue what any were for. She counted the consoles too and noted there were five on each wall for a total of fifteen. She turned to Rhianna.

  “The…ummm…head tech had them set this up.” The same amusement was in Rhianna’s tone.

  Katiya glared at her. She didn’t see anything funny about this. There had to be millions of dollars of equipment here. She knew a little about computers but not enough to know what everything was. She glanced at the console again.

  “When I gave him the tour he asked about what other programs we were planning. I… ummm…”

  Katiya returned her attention to Rhia. Guilt was visible on her face.

  “You what?”