For Services Rendered by Patricia Kay

Author:Patricia Kay
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, kc
Published: 2012-03-20T04:00:00+00:00

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The party was going quite well, Nick thought, as he watched Claire talking to his sister, Natalie. With half an ear turned to Howard St. Martin's excruciatingly boring description of his latest African safari, he murmured encouragement at appropriate intervals, but his attention was centered on Claire.

She looked heart-stoppingly beautiful tonight. Her sea-green chiffon and lace dress was the perfect foil for her Dresden china beauty. He'd hardly been able to tear his eyes away from her since the moment she'd stepped across the threshold and into his home. When she'd smiled, shrugging out of her sheared beaver jacket, one of three furs he'd insisted she buy, and he saw her in the gossamer dress studded with tiny pearls, she had taken his breath away. The smile was radiant and he'd felt a surge of pride and possessiveness, knowing he was responsible for her obvious happiness. Her face glowed; she looked healthy and rested. Gone were the dark circles that she'd worn throughout the weeks she'd worried about her mother and her financial problems.

Now, as he watched her with Natalie, he was struck by the difference between the two women, yet pleased that they had seemed to like one another instantly. Natalie, like him, was tall, thin, and dark. Her gleaming ebony hair held a hint of silver at the temples and she was deeply tanned. Unlike his eyes, which he'd inherited from their mother, she had the dark brown eyes of their father. Natalie fairly vibrated energy and enthusiasm. She was a non-stop talker and a chain-smoker, a habit Nick had tried to get her to give up. He knew her husband, a brilliant neurosurgeon, had tried equally hard, but Natalie resisted all their blandishments.

"It's my body," she said stubbornly, dark eyes flashing.

Tonight, she looked striking in a black and white taffeta dress with dramatic lines that emphasized her angular, model's figure. To look at her, no one would ever guess what her background was. She looked like a jaded, petted, rich woman who had never done anything harder than play a rousing game of tennis. Nick smiled, remembering how different their lives used to be, how much he owed his sister. How much he would always owe her.

Now that he thought about it, she and Claire were alike in the important ways. Each had a fierce love of family and a strong sense of loyalty. And neither was afraid of hard work.

Now Claire laughed at something Natalie was saying, and Nick watched the way she tipped her head up and slightly to the side. Nick's breathing quickened as his eyes swept down the long line of her throat and rested on the sweep of her rounded breasts. She looked so cool, so elegant, so classically pure.

He smiled to himself. He had wondered if Claire, with her outward look of serenity, would be a responsive lover. He would have been able to live with it if she were passive, as long as she were willing. After all, the main reason he wanted a wife was to give him children.

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