Catherine Coulter - Night Trilogy 03 by Night Storm

Author:Night Storm
Language: eng
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Published: 2011-11-25T23:51:24+00:00

“Does your head hurt, Alec?” Genny asked.

“No.” His voice was curt but he couldn’t help it.

“Did you take over the Pegasus?”

Alec frowned and Genny quickly said, “Certainly not, Hallie. I was captain of the Pegasus. Your father just wanted to be with me. We didn’t know if we would survive the hurricane.”

“That’s odd.”

“What is?” Alec asked, bending his attention to his daughter. “Eat your soup,” he added.

“That you didn’t take over and become the captain. That’s not right, Papa.”

“Hallie, don’t you like the turtle soup?”

“Just a moment, Genny. What do you mean, Hallie?”

“Papa, you’re not acting right. You seem different, like you aren’t really you, but that’s silly—”

“Yes, it is, excessively silly. Eat your soup. Genny and I are both very tired.” Hallie, hurt, retreated to her soup.

Genny said not another word until she asked Moses for the next course.

An hour later, in their bedchamber, Alec said in a very weary voice to Genny, “The child is very bright. I won’t be able to fool her for long.”

“Don’t worry about it now, Alec. You need rest, lots of it. Would you like to see the doctor tomorrow?”

“I don’t want to think about tomorrow,” he said, and tossed his discarded shirt to a chairback. “I want to think about tonight and making love to my wife.”

Nineteen

Genny turned slowly to face him. Her fingers, busily unfastening the buttons on her gown, stilled. “You put things baldly,” she said, not looking at him above his neck.

“Is that something new or have you known me to do that before?”

“Oh, you’re always saying the unexpected, the outrageous. You bait me very easily, for I’m the perfect foil for you.”

“You always rise to the bait?” He was unbuttoning his breeches now. It hurt her to look at him. In the candlelight, he was achingly beautiful, all shadows and planes and sinew. She sighed.

“Always.”

“Genny, don’t—didn’t you enjoy making love with me?”

“I don’t think ‘enjoy’ is really the right word. Actually, you touch me and I want you madly, wildly. It’s very worrisome, particularly since only a short time ago I was a virgin with no thought of not being one.” He gave her a very male smile. “That’s nice.”

Some things, she thought, a male simply never forgot.

She raised her chin. Tit for tat, she thought. “You also melt when I touch you.” His left brow arched at that. “I don’t know if I particularly care for that concept. I prefer being rigid, turgid, hard, all those sorts of things, not melting.”

She grinned at him. “Your body is all of those things, but your feelings are soft and warm and wonderful.” He stepped out of his breeches, folded them over the back of a chair, stretched, then looked at her, his eyes smiling lazily at her. She was gazing intently at his groin and he felt his sex swell. His head didn’t ache now, but his body did. He walked over to her and placed his hands on her shoulders. She looked up at him, though not with wholehearted welcome.

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