Falling for Her Wounded Hero by Marion Lennox

Author:Marion Lennox
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2016-08-02T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

SHE WOKE. THE sun was streaming into Tom’s bedroom and when she opened her eyes she could see the light glinting on the sapphire surface of the sea. She was in Tom’s arms and she’d never felt this way in her life.

She’d thought marriage to Paul had been good. For a short time, before Paul’s love of adventure had eclipsed his desire for her, she’d loved their marriage. She’d believed she was loved.

But she’d never felt like this. She lay spooned in Tom’s arms and she felt the world settle. This was her place. This was where she was meant to be. Bliss.

But...this was where she’d vowed never to be again.

And bliss or not, her stupid mantra surfaced, uncalled for, unwanted, but it was there all the same. Head, not heart. What had happened last night?

Bliss had happened and it had taken every single piece of sense from her head and dissolved it, until all she’d felt was joy.

And joy was a fleeting, cheating thing. Hadn’t she learned that?

But joy was now. She closed her eyes again and pushed away the sense of panic. Surely all that mattered was that she was being held by Tom. This was the man who’d been there for her when she’d needed him most. He’d seen her at her most vulnerable. He’d held her while she’d sobbed and then, as she’d finally tugged herself out of despair, he’d made her laugh again.

He was her lover.

He shouldn’t be her lover. That appalling little voice was breaking the moment, ruining the feeling of utter contentment. She lay spooned in Tom’s arms, skin against skin, and it felt so right... It felt so wonderful...

Go away, she told her stupid beetle of a mantra, and the mantra backed off a little and tucked itself into a dark corner of her brain.

It was the best she could do. She couldn’t wrench it out entirely.

But she wanted to give herself up entirely to this man. She wanted to think happy ever after. She wanted the whole fantasy.

But the beetle was still asking questions. How many women had he had in this bed? How many more would share it in the future?

She stirred and his hold on her tightened, strong, warm, possessive. ‘Good morning, my love,’ he whispered, his voice muffled by her hair, and she felt like screaming at her beetle. Go away, go away, go away.

She’d gone this far. Why not embrace this moment? She turned within his arms and felt herself melt again. She was where she wanted to be more than anything else in the world.

She was home.

I don’t think so, the beetle told her, and she knew it spoke the truth. But for now... Please let me believe it as truth.

And she did. Sort of. Her body turned to his again and it felt right. It felt perfect.

She was so in love.

She was so in trouble.

* * *

Tasha was different.

He’d never felt this way with a woman before.

She was his friend. He felt as if he’d known her forever.

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