Heated Match by Lynne Silver

Author:Lynne Silver [Silver, Lynne]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, pdf
Tags: Erotica
ISBN: 9781419940644
Publisher: Ellora's Cave Publishing Inc.
Published: 2012-06-22T04:00:00+00:00

Loren hid her shock with a wide smile, but between Adam’s revelations and heated kisses on top of Rowan’s surprise appearance, she was grateful to be upright and not a pool of jelly on the steaming summer sidewalk. The brothers greeted each other with that half handshake, half hug combined with back pounding that masculine men loved. Like a true, full-armed hug was something shameful. Or maybe in this case it was logistically difficult, given Rowan’s missing limb.

She wondered how he’d lost it. Had he been born without it, or had there been an accident later in life? Life could be tough on these streets, and based on what Adam had told her, losing an arm from a fight seemed entirely more plausible than Rowan being born without one. Especially since he was a son of two people matched for their ability to produce a more perfect human.

Her mind reeled and whirled at the possibilities. Perhaps, Rowan had been born without the arm, and that was the source of contention between Adam’s parents. It seemed unlikely. Had his father really flipped out over one tiny missing limb? Although not that tiny, given the size of Rowan’s physique. He and Adam could easily be mistaken for twins, except Rowan stood two inches taller than Adam’s six feet even, and lacked twenty odd inches of sinew, bone and fingers.

But as she trailed behind the brothers who strolled toward Rowan’s row home, she had a sick feeling that Rowan was the link to the mystery of Adam’s extreme opposition to the Program’s matching system. He’d said he was damaged goods. Did he think that because his brother was missing a limb? She’d have to do a little digging back at the Program compound to see if they truly looked at one tiny missing limb as such a handicap. She shook her head then hurried after the two men who’d walked ahead, talking in low, hushed whispers. When they reached the steps of a narrow, gray house with crumbling concrete steps and black iron bars over the windows, Rowan turned and smiled at her.

“Welcome. Mi casa es su casa and all that.” He swung the door open with a flourish and gestured she should enter. Adam followed close on her back. She picked her way over Red Bull cans and empty Corona bottles toward a sagging, ancient couch, which once had bright flowers on the upholstery, but now looked like splotches of questionable origin.

She found the cleanest spot she could and sank down onto it, her legs still not entirely trustworthy after her heated make-out session in Adam’s car. He and Rowan stood a room’s distance apart, Rowan leaning back against the closed front door. Adam stood near her but stared at Rowan and ignored her to the degree she felt like nudging his foot with her toe and asking what the heck she was doing here.

“Ro, what’s going on?” Adam broke the silence.

Rowan approached the couch in a sprawling gait that screamed, Ignore me, I’m a lazy, worthless nothing.

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