Frontier Woman by Joan Johnston

Author:Joan Johnston
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9780440236771
Publisher: Dell
Published: 1988-01-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

LOOK AT YOUR LEG!”

Creed had been dressing and undressing in the dark for the past three days, so this was the first time Cricket had seen the spot where she’d bitten him. It looked awful. She reached out to touch the horrible black-and-blue discoloration, which was surrounded by a perfect set of teeth marks. His naked thigh felt hot under her fingertips.

At Creed’s sharp intake of air Cricket looked up at him and asked, “Does it still hurt?”

Creed grabbed her wrist and removed her hand. “No, it’s fine.” Creed’s trousers were halfway down, but he pulled them up again.

“Cricket, we have to—”

“Creed, we need to—”

“Talk.”

They both smiled, but it did little to relieve the tension. Creed gestured for her to sit on the edge of the bed, and when she was settled, he sat down next to her. Cricket forced her eyes to stay on Creed’s face, despite their desire to drift downward to his naked chest.

“Ladies first,” he said.

As anxious as she was, Cricket would have agreed to anything. “All right.” She took a deep breath.

Creed waited patiently, saying nothing until she finally blurted, “I need you to teach me how to dance.”

When Creed’s brows rose, Cricket glared and said defensively, “Amy says you and I have to dance at the party she’s giving. And I . . .” Cricket paused.

“. . . don’t know how,” Creed finished for her.

“There wasn’t any reason to know how. Who was I ever going to dance with?” she said. “Well?”

“I see your problem. Of course, I’ll be glad to teach you.” Creed wondered if Cricket knew how unusual it was for her to be concerned about doing the conventional thing.

Cricket’s relief was tangible. “You will? You’ll teach me to dance?”

“Yes, Brava, I will.” Creed smiled at her, wondering how she’d managed to make him feel giddy and young and caught up in an adventure. This had to stop.

“I’ll teach you to dance, but I have something to ask in return.”

The sparkle wavered in Cricket’s eyes, and the tension slipped back into her body. “What do you want?”

Creed wasn’t really sure of the answer to that question. He wanted Cricket warm and supple in his arms. He wanted to bury himself deep inside her and stay there. He’d begun to feel a husbandly possessiveness that was entirely inappropriate under the circumstances. He was also very much afraid that if he ever made Cricket his wife in fact, it wouldn’t be so easy to give her up once the business with Sloan and Antonio was resolved. There was no room in a Ranger’s life for a woman, especially a woman who promised to be as much pure hell-raising trouble as Creighton Stewart.

So what he wanted had very little relationship to what he planned to ask of Cricket. Quite simply, she had to keep her hands off him. Creed felt a flush rising on his neck. The mere thought of her fingertips on his skin made him hard. He tried to summon anger at his predicament, hoping that would take his mind off his urgent need.

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