(1980) Bargain With the Devil by Jayne Castle (Jayne Ann Krentz)

Author:Jayne Castle (Jayne Ann Krentz) [Castle, Jayne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mom 05/31/2014
ISBN: 9780552122283
Publisher: Corgi
Published: 1981-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

The tour of Old Tucson, a recreation of the rip-roaring town as it was in the middle of the eighteen hundreds, used up most of what was left of the afternoon. Stacy privately decided her husband looked quite at home against the rough Western backdrop.

„They use this place for filming Westerns,“ Stacy explained as a stagecoach loaded with delighted youngsters rolled past. Then she halted her explanation as she spied activity up ahead. „Hurry,“ she ordered, grabbing his hand. „We don’t want to miss the big gunfight!“

„Sadistic little thing, aren’t you?“ Hunter observed, increasing his stride but refusing to run as she wanted him to do.

„I’m just displaying an interest in our heritage,“ Stacy told him haughtily.

He laughed and allowed himself to be pulled along the movie-set street to where two grim-faced men in Western garb were facing off in the classic, violent fashion. Stacy almost forgot herself and booed when the good guy won.

The unexpected magic of the day seemed to linger on through dinner, a spicy vegetable curry, which Hunter’ attacked at first with wariness and then enthusiasm. Later he produced a clear, potent liqueur with a small flourish, put a set of Vivaldi concertos on the intimidatingly sophisticated stereo, and pulled Stacy lightly down beside him on the leather couch.

„I’m in a mood to seduce a witch tonight,“ he warned in a deep, delicious voice that sent pleasant shivers along her nerve endings. He pulled her close against his side and put the small liqueur glass in her fingers. As their hands made contact, Stacy’s eyes collided and were caught in the treacherous mists of his gaze, and she found herself suddenly and horribly shy.

„Do you like Vivaldi?“ he murmured as she curled her denim-covered legs under her. His fingers toyed with the familiar loose knot of her hair.

„Oh, yes,“ she assured him. „But I don’t have anything that elaborate to play my records on, I’m afraid.“ She indicated the beautiful stereo in the corner with all its space-age sleekness and gadgetry.

„I’ve left my machine packed. There’s no sense pulling it out and embarrassing it by putting it next to yours!“

„I like good, sophisticated machines.“ He half-smiled, sipping from his glass as he watched her face.

„I’ve noticed,“ she said wryly. „All the appliances in the house*

your stereo equipment, your car. They’re all first-class. It must be the design instinct in you.“ Stacy knew she was becoming chatty and didn’t fully understand why. Good heavens! She had already shared this man’s bed once, why was she nervous?

„And I have married-a first-class witch,“ he whispered, removing the glass from her hand and bending close as he set it down on the table.

Stacy swallowed, aware of the foretaste of the passion he would soon be stirring in her. Her lashes fluttered shut as hi$, mouth descended to hers’, and she gave a tiny, almost inaudible moan as he used his weight to push her gently against the back of the couch. Her hands went up to settle lightly on his shoulders.

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