Duncan'S Bride by Linda Howard

Author:Linda Howard [Howard, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ePub Bud (www.epubbud.com)
Published: 2011-10-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Her spirit was willing but her body went to sleep. She slept in his arms that night, her head on his shoulder and one leg thrown over his hip. Reese let her sleep, feeling the contentment of his own body as well as a certain wryness. If Madelyn had been seductive before, she was doubly so now. It was as if she had been holding back, too. That night, she hadn't walked past him without reaching out to touch him somewhere: a lingering hand sliding along his ribs, a gentle touch on his hand or arm, or a light ruffling of his hair, a tickle of his ear, a quick kiss on his chin, an appreciative pat on his butt, even a bold caress of his crotch. After denying himself for so long, he couldn't keep his hands off her, either. By the time he'd showered, eaten dinner and rested for an hour, the accumulated effect of all those caresses, both given and received, had had him hard and aching again. She had gone sweetly into his arms in bed, he'd made love to her, this time with lingering gentleness, and then she had gone to sleep before he'd withdrawn from her. He'd stayed inside her for a long time, dozing himself and luxuriating in the intimacy. When he tried to move she muttered a protest and turned with him, burrowing against him and retaining the connection. So he hooked his arm around her bottom and kept her locked to him all night, and he slept better than he had since the day he'd met her.

He was on his back and she was sprawled on top of him when the alarm went off the next morning. He stretched to shut it off while she wiggled sleepily on his chest like a cat. He rubbed his hand down her back. "Time to get up."

His early-morning voice was dark and rough. Madelyn settled her head in the hollow of his shoulder again. "Did you know," she said sleepily, "that more words in the English language start with S than with any other letter?"

"Ah, God, not now," he groaned. "Not before coffee."

"Chicken."

"I don't want to talk about any damn chickens, either." He struggled to wake up. "Canada is over two hundred thousand square miles larger than the United States."

"A pound of feathers weighs more than a pound of gold because of the different weighing systems used."

"Catgut comes from sheep guts, not cat guts."

She jerked upright, frowning at him, and he used the opportunity to turn on the lamp. "No gross stuff," she ordered, then settled back down on his chest. "A blue whale's heart beats just nine times a minute."

"Robert E. Lee's family home is now Arlington National Cemetery."

"MonaLisa doesn't have any eyebrows, and the real name of the painting is La Gioconda."

"Quicksand is more buoyant that water. Contrary to Hollywood, you'd really have to work at it to go completely under in quicksand."

She yawned and was silent, listening to his heartbeat, a strong, steady drumming in her ear.

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