Colton's Christmas Baby

Author:Karen Whiddon
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Man-Woman Relationships, Ex-Convicts, Contemporary, Christmas Stories, General, Romance, Romantic Suspense Fiction, Montana, Suspense, Fiction, Single Mothers, Pregnant Women
ISBN: 9780373277063
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2010-11-16T07:00:00+00:00

Usually having sex put Damien in a good mood, freed his pent-up tension and relaxed him. Not this time. The entire weekend, he’d been tense and restless, unable to stop thinking about Friday night and making love with Eve. Already he’d wanted her again; he’d reached for her first thing when he woke on Saturday morning. He’d never done that before and it worried him.

The rest of the weekend hadn’t been any better. He’d wanted her at odd moments during the day. In fact, he’d had to force himself not to go to the Corner Bar on Saturday night, not wanting Eve to think he needed more than she was willing to give.

Evidently he hadn’t gotten her out of his system yet.

Sunday and Monday had both been much of the same. He’d kept himself busy, rising at the crack of dawn and saddling up to ride out in the early-morning chill. He and his gelding had slogged through snow, keeping an eye out for any straggling cattle, and watching the sun come up over the mountains.

Days like these made him wonder how he could ever leave Montana or this ranch. The land was in his blood, as vital to him as fresh air. Sometimes he thought if he had the land, a horse and a few hundred head of cattle, he wouldn’t need anything else.

Except sex, he amended. Again, he thought of Eve and shifted in the saddle. She could easily become an addiction. He craved her, craved the feel and scent of her, the satiny smoothness of her skin.

Again, he was struck by a sharp sense of need. Eve. No, he told himself. It didn’t have to be her. Any woman would fit the bill. He wanted more sex. Lots of it, plain and simple. Not Eve.

But he knew he was only lying to himself.

Damn it to hell. She’d done something to him. Usually, the physical release after sex lasted him at least a week, sometimes longer if he kept busy.

But not this time. After making love with Eve, all he could think about was being with her again. He felt as if he’d been literally starving and she’d been a feast. A feast he couldn’t get enough of.

He had to stay away, prove he could tough this out.

Still, he was glad he’d made the hair appointment with her for today. He needed a haircut and that would be a perfect time to prove he was immune to her lure.

After performing his morning chores, he’d plowed through lunch. All day he’d had an eagerness lurking low in his gut.

When it had come time to drive to town, he’d felt unaccountably nervous and edgy. He, who had faced down a three-hundred-and-sixty-pound enraged, territorial prison inmate, dreaded facing slender Eve Kelley. As if she could simply take one look at him and know he’d spent the last fifty-six hours thinking about her.

The walk from his truck to her salon door seemed far too long. Boots crunching in the frozen snow, he

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