Deathwatch by Dana Marton

Author:Dana Marton [Marton, Dana]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Suspense, Romance, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781940627007
Google: m5JXnwEACAAJ
Amazon: 1940627001
Publisher: Dana Marton
Published: 2013-08-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Murph woke reluctantly, from a dream where he was with Kate, playing naked wrestling.

She was in the kitchen, quietly making coffee, getting ready for work. White top, short tan skirt, plain white sneakers on her feet.

Those endless legs were going to do him in. His fingertips itched to stroke the length of them, to caress the soft spot behind her knee. His fingers would pave the way for his lips…. He looked away from her, up at the ceiling.

“Hey,” she said softly from behind the counter. “How do you feel this morning?”

“Fine,” he barked the single word, mad at himself for touching her in the middle of the night, for having dreamt of her then continuing that fantasy when he’d come awake. She deserved better than him gawking at her and being dragged into his dirty fantasies.

“Any more bad dreams?”

Jesus. He didn’t need to be checked up on. He didn’t need a nursemaid in the night either. There was nothing wrong with him some hard workout wouldn’t cure. He was going to hit the gym at the police station until he was fit enough to pass his physical. He was going to get his old life back if it was the last thing he did.

He rolled off the couch and strode down the hall to the bathroom. By the time he came out, his breakfast was waiting for him on the table.

When she smiled at him—a sincere, open smile—he suddenly felt embarrassed for his surly attitude. His problems weren’t her fault. “Thank you for breakfast.”

“You’re welcome.”

“I’m sorry I woke you up last night.”

She paused by him on her way to the fridge. “I’m not. If the massage helped, I’d be happy to do it again.” She placed a gentle hand on his arm.

He steeled himself, but the need for more of her washed over him in an overwhelming wave, anyway. He looked into her sparkling sky gaze, got lost a little. A long moment passed before she pulled away.

“I’ll run into the station after I drop you off at work, then see what needs to be done around the house,” he said, so he wouldn’t say, I want you, again. What the hell was wrong with him? He went to sit at the table.

“You’re injured. Give yourself time to heal. It's supposed to be a beautiful winter day.”

All right, so maybe it was nice to wake up to a shot of positive energy in the morning. He nodded toward her coffee cup. “Is the cup half empty or half full?” He jokingly tested her.

“It’s all the way full. Half of it is coffee, the other half is air. Technically.”

He shook his head. “It's worse than I thought.”

She smiled. “My mom taught me that. When I came to her, I was just as likely to hurl the cup across the kitchen in a fit. She’s a big believer in positive thinking.”

“Ellie Bridges?” Her adoptive mother.

She nodded with a wistful expression on her face. She must miss her family like crazy. But she was soldiering on, doing what she had to do to keep them and herself away from danger.

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