Christina Dodd - Fortune Hunter 03 - Thigh High by Christina Dodd

Author:Christina Dodd [Dodd, Christina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery: Thriller - Romance - New Orleans
ISBN: 0451223373
Publisher: Signet
Published: 2008-03-14T23:00:00+00:00

Twenty

Mac couldn’t believe it. The most dreaded words in the English language.

We have to talk.

But he didn’t have to argue. He had other ways.

Stepping close to Nessa, he looked into her eyes and pulled the pins out of her hair. “Yes, we do.”

“What are you doing?” She lifted her hands and tried to stop him.

“It’s half down, anyway. It looks untidy.”

She bit her lower lip.

“Besides, I’d like to see it…curling over your shoulders. Do you know”—he dropped the last pin on the floor and ran his fingertips along her scalp—“your hair is as wild as you are.”

“That’s not true.” As he massaged the back of her neck, her eyes grew unfocused.

“Okay. It’s not as wild as you are.”

“No, I mean…I’m not wild.”

He chuckled deep in his chest.

Something about that sound apparently snapped her back into the now. “I want to discuss what you know about my mistake seven years ago.”

He unbuttoned the first button on her blouse. “At this very minute…you want to talk about what happened seven years ago?”

“Not what happened, exactly, but what you’ve heard and how you got the information.”

“All right.” He opened her blouse and looked…and looked. Nothing more. He just looked. He didn’t have to fake his gratification, his awe…His gratitude. Women’s breasts were one of God’s finest creations, and these were Nessa’s breasts.

They took his breath away.

Her chest rose and fell in a long sigh. “You’re trying to distract me.”

He glanced up at her, let her see the lust that possessed him. “Is that what you think?”

She stopped breathing. “Yes. I think that you…I think that you…um, distracting because you…”

“Your hair is down. Your shirt is open. I can see your breasts, and they’re magnificent. I can see your waist and it’s tiny. I know your legs are long and strong, and I know you aren’t wearing panties. And you think I would rather not talk about how I found out you made a mistake in the bank?”

She must have seen the humor, for she started to laugh.

“Score one for womens’ intuition!” He slid a hand in the cup of her bra and lifted out her breast. “I would rather taste this sweet nipple.” Leaning down, he sipped it softly. “I would rather slide your blouse off your shoulders and follow its gradual descent down your arms.” He brushed the material away and onto the floor, and reveled in the silky skin under his fingertips. “I want to take off your bra, loosen your skirt.” Action followed each wish, until she stood before him dressed in her red heels…. Only her red heels.

When she dressed this morning, had she realized the kind of provocation those shoes would be? Never again would he see a pair of red leather heels without thinking of this moment, this passion, this woman.

He removed his shirt in record time. He stood naked before her, scars and all.

As her gaze encompassed him, her laughter faded completely.

What did she think? There was no mistaking him for one of the pale, skinny guys with whom she’d grown up.

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