desire, not fear. He saw the cloudy look in her
eyes, and brought his mouth down on hers. Soft, warm, and ready. To
gain her trust, he kept the contact light at first. But she parted
her lips in an invitation.
He felt like he took flight
as she melted into him, molded every inch of her to his body.
Clinging to him, she welcomed his advance, meeting his tongue.
Urgency to devour her overwhelmed him.
Her sweet kiss turned
passionate. She tilted her head, wrapped her arms tighter around
his neck, and kissed him with the same wildness he felt.
He deepened the kiss when
she moaned, but then she hesitated. Pulling back, he saw her open
her eyes to meet his gaze. She looked both amazed and
puzzled.
Murmuring, he asked,
“Friends can kiss once in a while, can’t they?”
“ I’ll allow it today.” She
looked at his lips and leaned forward. Without looking away from
his mouth, she ran a finger across his top lip, then
bottom.
He imagined pushing her
back on the couch and kissing her breathless. But he needed her
trust.
“ I love your mouth.” His
words came out a whisper.
Suddenly her mouth landed
on his, her body against him. She shocked the socks off him by
slipping her hands under his shirt and spreading her fingers across
his stomach.
She chewed on his bottom
lip to drive him crazy. The kiss deepened.
She pulled him with her and
fell back on the couch. “Touch me.”
Had she somehow seen his
fantasy in his eyes?
“ Are you sure?” He didn’t
plan on pushing things. She didn’t answer, just grabbed his hand
and pulled it against her. So she wasn’t an uptight city girl, but
an adventurous siren.
Had she ever seemed like a
city girl? A loud knock sounded at the door, causing him to
pause.
She clung to him, shaking
her head. “Don’t answer it.”
What could be so important?
He hadn’t felt an earthquake. He didn’t smell smoke.
For the life of him, he
couldn’t pull away from her. The knock got louder, then Dale called
his name.
“ Damn it all!” Brent jumped
up to answer the door, saying over his shoulder, “He’ll walk right
in here if we don’t answer.”
He threw open the door to
scowl at Dale. “Is something on fire?”
Dale looked baffled. “You
better get out here, the stable roof’s leaking. We’ve got a muddy
mess in there and some unhappy horses.”
Dale left before Brent
could grab his coat. Missy rushed to come with him.
“ Listen, you don’t need to
be out in the cold and wet.” He didn’t think she’d know how to help
anyway.
Her dark gaze held his,
looking determined as heck to go with him.
“ Fine, I don’t have time to
argue.” He turned toward the door, and she followed him into the
dark night. The rain fell slow enough to look like snow, but it
wasn’t cold enough for that.
After several steps, he
thought about how he’d spoken to her. Looking over, however, she
didn’t look angry. “Listen, getting interrupted like that . . . it,
uh, it doesn’t feel so great. Sorry I snapped at you.”
The corners of her mouth
rounded in a smile. “Forgiven. I’m not too thrilled, either. That’s
why I didn’t want to sit there by myself.”
Really? He wanted to tease
her, but they were close to the stables.
Dale placed a ladder
against the side, with the tools close by.
“ I’ll hold, you go up
first,” Brent directed Dale. Missy stepped back as Dale climbed.
Brent turned to her when Dale reached the roof. Her head went back
to look up, and she looked scared.
He chucked the rolled-up
tarp up and made sure Dale caught it, then he picked up the toolbox
to take up with him.
“ Hold the ladder for me?”
Judging from the look on her face, she didn’t like heights. He
wasn’t about to ask her to come up.
“ Okay, go.”
He didn’t rush since the
ladder was wet, and he had to perch the box on a rung, take a step,
and then move the toolbox. He reached the roof and looked down
through the darkness.
“ I’ll go take care of the
horses,” she called
eyes, and brought his mouth down on hers. Soft, warm, and ready. To
gain her trust, he kept the contact light at first. But she parted
her lips in an invitation.
He felt like he took flight
as she melted into him, molded every inch of her to his body.
Clinging to him, she welcomed his advance, meeting his tongue.
Urgency to devour her overwhelmed him.
Her sweet kiss turned
passionate. She tilted her head, wrapped her arms tighter around
his neck, and kissed him with the same wildness he felt.
He deepened the kiss when
she moaned, but then she hesitated. Pulling back, he saw her open
her eyes to meet his gaze. She looked both amazed and
puzzled.
Murmuring, he asked,
“Friends can kiss once in a while, can’t they?”
“ I’ll allow it today.” She
looked at his lips and leaned forward. Without looking away from
his mouth, she ran a finger across his top lip, then
bottom.
He imagined pushing her
back on the couch and kissing her breathless. But he needed her
trust.
“ I love your mouth.” His
words came out a whisper.
Suddenly her mouth landed
on his, her body against him. She shocked the socks off him by
slipping her hands under his shirt and spreading her fingers across
his stomach.
She chewed on his bottom
lip to drive him crazy. The kiss deepened.
She pulled him with her and
fell back on the couch. “Touch me.”
Had she somehow seen his
fantasy in his eyes?
“ Are you sure?” He didn’t
plan on pushing things. She didn’t answer, just grabbed his hand
and pulled it against her. So she wasn’t an uptight city girl, but
an adventurous siren.
Had she ever seemed like a
city girl? A loud knock sounded at the door, causing him to
pause.
She clung to him, shaking
her head. “Don’t answer it.”
What could be so important?
He hadn’t felt an earthquake. He didn’t smell smoke.
For the life of him, he
couldn’t pull away from her. The knock got louder, then Dale called
his name.
“ Damn it all!” Brent jumped
up to answer the door, saying over his shoulder, “He’ll walk right
in here if we don’t answer.”
He threw open the door to
scowl at Dale. “Is something on fire?”
Dale looked baffled. “You
better get out here, the stable roof’s leaking. We’ve got a muddy
mess in there and some unhappy horses.”
Dale left before Brent
could grab his coat. Missy rushed to come with him.
“ Listen, you don’t need to
be out in the cold and wet.” He didn’t think she’d know how to help
anyway.
Her dark gaze held his,
looking determined as heck to go with him.
“ Fine, I don’t have time to
argue.” He turned toward the door, and she followed him into the
dark night. The rain fell slow enough to look like snow, but it
wasn’t cold enough for that.
After several steps, he
thought about how he’d spoken to her. Looking over, however, she
didn’t look angry. “Listen, getting interrupted like that . . . it,
uh, it doesn’t feel so great. Sorry I snapped at you.”
The corners of her mouth
rounded in a smile. “Forgiven. I’m not too thrilled, either. That’s
why I didn’t want to sit there by myself.”
Really? He wanted to tease
her, but they were close to the stables.
Dale placed a ladder
against the side, with the tools close by.
“ I’ll hold, you go up
first,” Brent directed Dale. Missy stepped back as Dale climbed.
Brent turned to her when Dale reached the roof. Her head went back
to look up, and she looked scared.
He chucked the rolled-up
tarp up and made sure Dale caught it, then he picked up the toolbox
to take up with him.
“ Hold the ladder for me?”
Judging from the look on her face, she didn’t like heights. He
wasn’t about to ask her to come up.
“ Okay, go.”
He didn’t rush since the
ladder was wet, and he had to perch the box on a rung, take a step,
and then move the toolbox. He reached the roof and looked down
through the darkness.
“ I’ll go take care of the
horses,” she called
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