Ethan's Temptress Bride by Michelle Reid

Author:Michelle Reid
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2010-05-19T23:40:14.984000+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

'Sorry,' she murmured in apology. 'I fell asleep.'

'That's okay,' he replied, feeling all of that restlessness ease out of him to be replaced with—damn it—sex. The thought of it anyway. 'I've been working. Didn't notice the time."

"This is a lovely view,' she remarked, turning her attention back to the bay. 'Nothing looks new or out of place; everything simply blends as if it's been like this for centuries.'

'That was the plan.' After a moment's hesitation he went to stand beside her and began to point out the different features the resort had to offer. She smelt of shampoo and something subtly expensive. Her voice, when she inserted a comment, played feather-like across his skin. 'We haven't even begun developing that area yet,' he said, indicating toward one of the farthest edges of the bay, and went on to describe what would be seen there within the next year or two.

His arm caught her shoulder, his voice vibrated along her flesh, raising goose-bumps on her skin as she listened to him—no—that she absorbed with a breathless kind of concentration every detail he relayed to her and wished she could remember a single one of them.

But she couldn't. It was the man who held her wrapped in fascination, the rest was just wallpaper pasted on for appearances' sake. 'Quite Utopian,' she murmured eventually. 'And all your own?"

'No.' He denied that with a wry shake of his head. 'I would love to say it was, but a very austere Spaniard called Don Felipe de Vazquez owns all the land. Victor and I are just the men who transformed his ideas into reality.'

'All of this doesn't reflect an austere temperament.' Eve frowned.

‘I see the heart of a romantic at work here.'

'Maybe he has hidden depths.' But, by his tone, it seemed he didn't think so. 'It's more likely he has a good instinct for what will return a healthy dividend on his land.'

'You don't like him,' Eve said, presuming from that.

'It's not my place to like or dislike him.' Ethan took the diplomatic line.

Turning against the rail, Eve folded her arms beneath her breasts then looked up at him sagely. 'But you don't like him,' she repeated stubbornly.

Ethan laughed, it was a soft dryly rueful sound that brought his eyes down to meet with hers. It was a mistake; the wrong move. Things began to happen to him that he had been determined he would not let happen. Don Felipe was tossed into oblivion; San Esteban with all its beauty may as well have not been there at all. Eve the witch, the beautiful siren, was all that he was seeing. She had relaxed with him at last, was actually smiling with her eyes, with her lovely mouth. Don't spoil it, he told himself. Don't so much as breathe in case you ruin the mood.

This wasn't easy. Eve was thinking. Maintaining this level of relaxed friendliness was tough when what she really wanted to do was kiss him so badly that it was like a fire in her brain.

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