Arthur by Nancy Warren

Author:Nancy Warren [Warren, Nancy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ambleside Publishing
Published: 2015-01-05T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Arthur felt his heart pound and his innards clench. When he turned the page he noticed his fingertip was damp with sweat. No wonder Meg Stanton was afraid of her own books. She wasn’t the only one.

Knowing the author herself was a stone’s throw away, as needful of him as he was of her, made him half-crazy with the wanting. Reading her book was a poor substitute for going to bed with her, but he’d thought it might at least lull him to sleep. Instead, she’d not only left him aroused and unsatisfied, but now she was scaring the wits out of him.

One more chapter, and then he’d put the damn thing down, he promised himself.

When the phone rang he jumped, jarred out of his terrified skin. Fool, he admonished himself, glancing at the clock. Two am. Who’d be calling at…

He glanced out the window on his way to pick up the ringing phone and noted that his wasn’t the only light on in the area. Meg’s upstairs light was glowing like a beacon.

A grin tugged at his mouth as he identified himself on the phone.

“I didn’t wake you, did I?” It was Meg, as he’d known it would be, but still, the sound of her voice acted like stroking fingers on his skin.

“Wake me? You kept me awake, woman.”

“You were thinking about me?”

“Aye, I was. But worse, I started reading your book. Blood-curdling stuff.”

“I know,” she said with smug pride.

“Are you working this late, then?” He rubbed a hand across his chest. Hoping that she wanted more than a chat.

“I was. Now,” she blew out a breath. “I’m too scared to sleep.”

“Well, that’s two of us.” He grinned broadly and settled back on the bed. “What do you think we might do about that?”

“Do?” She sounded startled. “I don’t want to do anything. I mean, I wanted to explain. I was kind of abrupt earlier.”

The stiff paper of the book jacket crinkled as he opened the cover, revealing a photo of the author. It was a professional photo of Meg looking full on at the camera, in a black dress, smiling slightly. She wore pearl earrings and her hair was suitably restrained. Looking at that photo acted on him more powerfully than graphic nude photos in a men’s magazine.

“You were telling me you don’t have time for me, with your book to write. I understood.”

“Yes, but I think I was a bit arrogant.”

Not arrogant, he thought, but hasty. They could have been tangling the sheets and enjoying each other at this moment instead of talking on the phone. Obviously, she was feeling as aroused and deeply unsatisfied as he.

She sighed. “In the daytime it’s peaceful here. But at night, it’s so black out there. Not a light for miles.”

“It’s perfectly safe.” He soothed her automatically, hearing the trace of nerves.

“Oh, I know. It’s not that. It just feels…well, kind of lonely.”

“It can be.”

“How do you stand it?”

“It was peace I was after when I came here. The army is never peaceful.

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