Cora's Heart: A Cypress Hollow Yarn by Rachael Herron

Author:Rachael Herron
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Rachael Herron
Published: 2013-09-23T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

You are the best knitter in the world. This I know with all my heart. – E.C.

Mac knew he had to stop the kiss. But Jesus, the woman lit a bonfire inside him that blazed like the ones he used to start on the beach with gasoline. The heat roared through him, and he couldn’t stop his hand from skirting the side of her breast as it skimmed down to her waist. For a glorious second, with her mouth against his, as she bit his lower lip lightly, he had a completely X-rated image of her beneath him, her perfect, round, womanly curves naked under him as he took her.

Logan’s wife, Logan’s wife.

Cora raked her fingernails against the short hair at the back of his neck, and chills danced down his spine.

She’d just said…what was it that she’d said? Something that implied she’d been – interested? In him, so long ago?

As she moved to put her arms around his waist, to pull herself more tightly against him, she tilted her hips into his, and he knew she could feel exactly what she was doing to him. God, he was hard.

He wanted her. Completely. Mac wanted all of her.

This had to be a dream. Didn’t it?

Dragging his lips from hers, he straightened his back. “I should,” he started. “We have to –”

“Come inside,” she said.

She was serious.

“Are you sure?” He had to ask it.

“Yes.”

“Totally sure?” Was there anything she could say that would convince him that she hadn’t just lost her mind temporarily? That she wouldn’t haul off and slug him another time?

Instead of answering, Cora kissed him again. And it was all there in her kiss, everything he needed to hear, every word he didn’t know he’d been wishing for. For perhaps his whole life, he’d been waiting for this moment.

He took her hand, noticing how small it felt in his, how soft her skin was even though he knew how hard she worked. She led him inside. At one time, when Valentine and Logan lived here before Val had moved to her own house, he’d known this place almost as well as he’d known his own. Mac knew that Logan and Cora’s marriage bed had been in the room Logan had as a boy, something that had delighted Logan as an adult.

Cora led him up the stairs, through the dark, and into the bedroom with the ocean view. Not Logan’s old room.

“You moved,” Mac said lightly, but his heart soared.

“It’s not even the same bed,” she said with a calm smile, but her voice shook.

Good. This was affecting her as much as it was him. It shamed him, somehow, how glad he was about that, but he couldn’t help it. Bedding his dead cousin’s wife was one thing. Doing it in the man’s bed, where they’d lain together for years, where he’d probably died for Christ’s sake, would have been too much.

“Cora.” He didn’t ask the question, but he knew she read it in his eyes.

She led him to the bed and answered, again, with a kiss.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.