Between Love and Lies by Jacqui Nelson

Author:Jacqui Nelson [Nelson, Jacqui]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jacqui Nelson
Published: 2015-08-29T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 12

Outside the saloon window, darkness had descended. Inside the brightly colored room, candlelight flickered behind the sheets Noah had strung around Sadie’s bath. The cloth shone like a scarlet apple, begging to be plucked from where it hung…so he could see and touch and taste the woman on the other side. Temptation. The original sin. He felt Adam’s torment keenly.

On his side of the sheet, he paced in the shadows while he clung to every word Sadie sang in her sweet breathless voice about the “The Yellow Rose of Texas.”

Sadie was his rose, a vibrant red one.

Everything he longed to see was red. Sadie’s hair topped the list. Would it be heavy with her bathwater and dark as a glistening garnet? Or would it hold the perfect amount of dampness to make the silky curls coil around his fingers?

And what of the sheer red garment that had arrived for Sadie to wear? Would it hug her every curve? Would it reveal more than it concealed?

He’d learn the answers when she finished her bath. She couldn’t stay in the water forever. At best it’d be lukewarm by now, and she must be tired from today’s ordeal.

There was only one bed—on his side of the curtain.

Ribbons of light danced on the sheet, following the rhythm of her song and the movement of her splashing naked in the tub. He fought the urge to tear off his clothing and join her. Then they’d be naked together and he could—

He spun away from the curtain and sunk his fingers deep into his hair. He’d certainly be damned if he yielded to this temptation. You’re in this for the long run, he reminded himself. You want thousands of nights with her, not just one.

He’d been a blasted fool to promise not to touch her before embarking on an entire night alone with her. Now he’d pay the price. He’d probably have torn out every hair on his head by morning. He’d need to use his hands elsewhere. As soon as Sadie came out from behind the sheet, he’d go behind it and do the only thing that would get him through this night—using his hands to drain his lust.

More pacing ended with his hand somehow reaching for the curtain again. Swallowing his curse, he retreated to the bed. He’d lie down and not get up until Sadie appeared.

He yanked off his boots and vest. With his fingers linked behind his head and his legs crossed at the ankle, he lay flat on his back and stared at the ceiling as he hummed Amazing Grace and tried to block out Sadie’s sultry voice.

After a few minutes, he didn’t have to. Silence ruled on the other side of the curtain. No singing. No splashing. Not a sound.

Then the floorboards squeaked, and Sadie stood on his side of the curtain. She headed straight for the bed and him. The sheer red fabric showed more than he could’ve dreamed. Her small high breasts, her swaying hips, the dark juncture between her legs rendered him immobile and mute.

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