An Impromptu Proposal by Cassidy Carla

Author:Cassidy, Carla [Cassidy, Carla]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-11-14T00:56:33+00:00

Colleen awoke to the sun shining through the small porthole above the bed. She jolted upright, for a moment thinking she must be late for work. Then she remembered. She was at Gideon’s houseboat and she wasn’t going to work today.

She nestled beneath the sheet and closed her eyes, allowing the languid heaviness of sleep to overtake her again. At the same time her mind replayed the events of the night before.

They had stayed up until long after midnight, Eddy, Gideon and herself, talking about Sam and the murder, throwing out theories with no basis, suppositions that led nowhere.

She smiled as she thought of the red-haired teenager. It had been obvious he worshiped Gideon and equally obvious that Eddy’s attentions exasperated Gideon. However, beneath his exasperation, Colleen had sensed Gideon’s genuine, if reluctant, affection for the kid.

They were an odd couple, Eddy appearing to be so needy and Gideon seeming to need nothing and no one. Stirring restlessly, she thought of that moment just before Eddy had arrived, that single instant when Gideon’s lips had touched hers.

His mouth had been hot and had tasted of need, the raw need of a man for a woman. He seemed to have no need for an emotional tie of any kind, but in that instant of her standing so close to him, his body had betrayed a very different kind of need.

She frowned, realizing that the very bed where she lay smelled like Gideon. It was the wonderful, mysterious scent of maleness, and it beckoned to a responding warmth inside her.

Disturbed by her thoughts, she shoved back the sheet and got up. She had barely noticed the room last night when she’d finally gone to bed, and now she looked around with interest.

The room was stark in decor, containing only a fullsize bed, a dresser and a desk in one corner with an expensive-looking computer setup. Nothing personal, not even a picture on the wall to give a clue to the personality of the man who lived here.

She walked over to the window, where a cool, saltkissed breeze drifted in. In the distance, gulls made lazy circles in the sky, occasionally dipping down to scoop up a fish for breakfast.

Breakfast. She turned from the window, anxious for a cup of coffee to chase away any lingering sleepiness. And she needed a shower, a cold one, to banish any residual heat thoughts of Gideon’s kiss evoked. She walked to the closed bedroom door and leaned an ear against the wood. Nothing. No sounds from the living room. Gideon had said last night that he intended to leave early this morning to do a little sleuthing. He must already be gone. She grabbed clean clothes for the day, then scampered into the bathroom. Minutes later, showered and dressed, she checked the kitchen cabinets, seeking the coffee.

“Aha,” she finally muttered triumphantly, finding a can in the refrigerator. She scooped the appropriate amount for a full pot into the machine, then wandered around the living room as she waited for it to brew.

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