Home to Eden by Dallas Schulze

Author:Dallas Schulze [Schulze, Dallas]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781551663654
Publisher: Mira
Published: 1997-09-23T16:00:00+00:00

Kate came awake slowly, aware of a pleasant feeling of lassitude that permeated her entire body. She had no idea how long she'd been asleep, but she felt deeply rested, sated. She could lie here forever, she thought sleepily. Except her back was cold. Had she kicked off the covers? No, because there were no covers.

Reality began to sneak in around the edges of her contentment. There were no covers because she wasn't in bed. Reluctantly, she opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was a broad expanse of furred male chest. Her hand was nestled in a mat of crisp curls, looking feminine and almost fragile in contrast. The light was subdued but it was enough to reflect off the small diamond in her engagement ring. Kate stared at that soft gleam for several seconds. Reality no longer nibbled at her consciousness, it crashed in wearing hobnailed boots.

Nick. Oh, God. Nick. And Gareth. What had she done?

She scrambled off the sofa with an inarticulate whimper of distress.

"Kate?" Startled awake, Nick sat up and reached for her.

"Don't!" She backed away as if his touch might bum. On her face was such a look of loathing that Nick felt as if he'd been struck. He let his hand drop, his face going cold and still.

The loathing Kate felt was for herself. How could she have done this? She fell to her knees and began scrambling through the tangled heap of clothing on the floor. Oh, God, what had she done? Gareth. How could she have done this to him? He was everything she'd ever wanted and she'd betrayed him in the most fundamental way possible. Not only had she slept with another man. She'd slept with his own brother. He'd never be able to forgive her.

Pain lanced through her chest and she curled into it for an instant, her slender body drawn into something approaching a fetal position as she rocked with the impact of her own actions.

Nick responded to her pain. "Don't tear yourself up like this," he said, reaching out to touch her shoulder.

"Don't!" She jerked away from his touch. "Don't you ever touch me again."

Nick pulled away as if burned. "I didn't exactly drag you kicking and screaming," he pointed out sharply.

"No. No, you didn't."

She'd finally managed to sort out most of her clothing. Beyond caring that he was looking at her, she stepped into her slacks and jerked them up around her hips, fastening them with shaking fingers. She pulled on her shirt but her hands were trembling too much for her to slide the buttons through the buttonholes. With a frustrated whimper, she tied the tails in a knot at her waist instead.

"Don't you think we should talk?" Nick asked. He stood up, magnificently unconcerned with his nudity.

"We have nothing to say," she muttered, kicking aside his jeans in search of her shoes. One of them had been lying next to a paint can but the other one eluded her. She found her panties instead, and her cheeks flamed as she snatched them up and stuffed them in her pocket.

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