Read Welcome To My World (Hell Yeah!) for Free Online Page A

cheeks. Cassie knew she’d always be alone. No man would ever want her. No man would ever ask her to marry him.
    BUZZ! BUZZ! The phone ringing made her jump. Cassie didn’t get many phone calls. She wheeled over to grab it, answering in a voice that was a little out of breath. “Hello?”
    “Is this Circle C Candles Customer Service?”
    “Yes.” Cassie’s head swam. Oh, goodness, what was this all about? “May I help you?” Her caller was a man. She pushed her hair over her shoulder, trying to regain some composure. A man with a very sexy voice, she might add.
    “I looked on your website and this number was listed as the one to call if there was a complaint to be made.”
    A complaint? “Sir?” What could have happened? Wrong color? Wrong scent? Wrong address? Bad wicks? “I’m so, so sorry.” She gulped and tried to get her words to come out straight. “What is the nature of your complaint?” Oh, this was bad.
    “Well, I have two.” He paused.
    “Two?” Cassie was trembling. She’d never had a complaint before.
    “Yea,” Bowie said, choking back a laugh. He was beginning to feel a bit guilty. This number was the only one he’d found on her website. Obviously it was her. He’d never forget that sexy, husky little voice. “My first complaint is that you left Arkey Blue’s without giving me a chance to say goodbye. And my second is that you throw your jewelry around like Mardi Gras beads. I found your beach bracelet out in the front as I was leaving.”
    Several seconds passed before Cassie lined up her thoughts into a coherent chain. When she did, her heart skittered, butterflies took flight in her stomach and—swear to God, her knees knocked. It wasn’t really possible, but they knocked. “Bowie?”
    “Yea, darlin’, it’s Bowie.”
    Darling, he’d called her darling! “You scared me,” she whispered.
    Sizzle! Spark! Splash! “Oh, God! Bowie, my pot’s boiling over! I have to go.” She threw down the cell and went to rescue her pink rose wax.
    “Cassie?” Bowie tried to figure out what was going on. “Cassie?” What the heck? But when he heard her cry out in pain, there was no way he could be still. “I’ll be there in a minute!” he yelled, pocketed the phone and headed out the door.

    * * *

    Dang it. Dang it. Dang it. Cassie held her arm under the water flow of the bathroom sink. She’d heard of using hot wax in BDSM play but this wasn’t the same. Her sensual thoughts while in pain made her snort. “You’re pathetic, Cassie.” Yea, she read romance novels like they were going out of style. She didn’t own a Kindle but the free app on her computer stayed busy. It didn’t take too many sparks to the synapses in her brain to move from BDSM to romance novel to… “Bowie!” Bowie had called her and she’d hung up on him. “No, no, no,” she moaned.
    Bang! Knock!
    “Cassie!”
    What in the world? She turned off the water and started to back out of the bathroom. Okay, the pain must have been worse than she thought because Cassie was hallucinating. She knew better, but the voice sounded a lot like Bowie’s.
    “Hold on, I’m coming!”
    “Where are you, honey? It’s Bowie!”
    The staccato beat of boots on the wooden floor left her in no doubt he was in her house and swiftly coming toward her. “I’m in the bathroom.”
    “I’m calling an ambulance.”
    “No!” She managed to call, as she began to move the chair backward. “I’m fine. You’re—”
    “Right behind you.”
    He announced and she clasped her hand to her breast, even though she’d known it was him and he was about to appear. Still the sight of the big man in her small bathroom, looking more handsome than a mortal had a right to look, was just overwhelming.
    “Are you sure you’re okay? Let me see.” Before she could protest, he had her wheeled down the hall and back to her living room.
    “It wasn’t bad.” Every one of her senses was fully engaged. She couldn’t get enough of looking