Bound to be Dirty by Savanna Fox

Author:Savanna Fox
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Penguin Group US
Published: 2014-02-03T16:00:00+00:00

Seventeen

Lily gazed at her husband, so handsome and rugged in his jeans and flight jacket. Dax fit this room with its big stone fireplace and comfy, if shabby, furniture. He fit here better than in the Vancouver condo.

The room had personality and character; it looked lived in. In her parents’ home, she and Anthony had learned to leave no sign of their presence. An image came into her mind, of Anthony’s and Regina’s living room. Her brother had loosened up since he’d married, and again since they’d had Sophia. But Lily maintained the discipline she’d learned as a child and had trained Dax to tidy up after himself. No wonder he rarely came back to a place that didn’t look like a home.

He reached for her hand and intertwined their fingers. “I’ll turn on the heat then let’s go buy food. Do you want to eat in or go out tonight?”

“Let’s eat in. By the fire.” Food, wine, and a crackling fire. Relaxation, if such a thing were possible when so many huge issues hung over their heads. Even if they did rekindle their love for each other and decided they wanted to make their marriage work—which was a huge if—could they ever find a lifestyle that worked for both of them? One that gave Dax the freedom and outdoors life he needed, yet included a real home and the children she yearned for?

“Sounds good,” he said. “Before we go shopping, you should check your bag, see if there’s anything I forgot.”

He’d packed for her—which sort of annoyed her, yet she understood why he’d done it. The take-charge guy she’d fallen for had wanted to kidnap her and give her a romantic surprise. And he’d tried to be considerate: he’d given her egg salad and a spectacular flight, a real fireplace and her choice of dinner options. She wrapped her arms around his waist inside his unzipped jacket, tipped her head back, and gazed up at him. “Thank you, Dax. For all of this.” She swallowed. “For not losing hope.”

“You’re welcome.” He rested his hands on her shoulders and kissed her.

This kiss, like the one they’d shared before leaving Vancouver, started out gentle, but when Dax slipped his tongue between her lips, she met it eagerly. Mmm, if only the house wasn’t icy cold, how lovely it would be to light a fire and make love in front of it.

Reluctantly, she pulled away. “To be continued.”

“Count on it.” He picked up their luggage. “I’ll take these upstairs.”

She followed him up a wooden staircase. The second floor had a large bedroom with an en suite, the little boy’s room, a spare bedroom, and a bathroom. Dax placed her suitcase on the bed in the master bedroom and she checked the contents. He’d done surprisingly well, packing all the necessary toiletries, casual clothes, a dressy pantsuit, and one of her half dozen good dresses, this one tan and conservatively styled. Lingerie and high-heeled shoes but—she shook her head, amused—no panty hose. He had packed the lightweight, rose-colored sweater he’d once given her.

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