I'm in No Mood for Love by Rachel Gibson

Author:Rachel Gibson
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: American Light Romantic Fiction, Man-woman relationships, Romance: Modern, Contemporary, Fiction, Romance, Writer's block, Romance - General, Authors, Romance - Contemporary, Large type books, General, Love stories, Idaho, Fiction - Romance
ISBN: 9780061340895
Publisher: Harperluxe
Published: 2007-04-26T07:00:00+00:00

“Yeah. That was her.”

Natala had been a reporter with Il Messaggero, and her gravity-defying breasts had been a constant source of fascination and speculation for her male colleagues.

“Those had to be fake,” Ben said as he took a long pull off his beer. “Had to be.”

Sebastian could have cleared things up for him. He’d spent a long night with Natala inside a Jordanian hotel and had firsthand knowledge—so to speak—that her lovely breasts were real. He’d understood very little Italian; she’d spoken very poor English; but conversation hadn’t been the point.

“The rumor was, she took you up to her hotel room.”

“Interesting.” He’d never been the kind of guy to kiss and tell. Not even when the retelling was really good stuff. “Did the rumor mention if I had a good time?” When he thought back on that night, he could hardly recall Natala’s face or her passionate cries. For some reason he couldn’t fathom, a different brunette rose up and got stuck center brain.

“So, the rumor isn’t true?”

“No,” he lied, rather than give a blow by blow—so to speak—description of his night with the Italian reporter. While the memory of Natala had faded, the memories of Clare in a pink thong and the kiss they’d shared seemed to grow more vivid with each passing day. He could recall perfectly the soft curves of her body pressed against him, the soft texture of her lush lips beneath his, and the warmth of her slick mouth. He’d kissed a lot of women in his life, good, bad, and hot as hell. But no woman had ever kissed him like Clare. Like she wanted to use her mouth to suck out his soul. And the confusing thing was, he’d wanted to let her. When she told him to kiss her nice little butt, he knew just the spot he wanted to kiss.

“I hear you got married,” he said in an effort to change the subject and get his thoughts off Clare, her smooth behind, and soft mouth. “Congratulations.”

“I did. My wife’s expecting our first child any day now.”

“And you’re here, waiting around to talk to nuns?”

“I’ve got to make a living.” A waiter set Ben’s third beer on the table and disappeared. “You know how it goes.”

Yeah, he knew. It took a lot of hard work and a good deal of luck to make a living in journalism. Especially for a freelance reporter.

“You haven’t said what you’re doing in Calcutta,” Ben said, and reached for the bottle.

Sebastian filled him in on what he’d been investigating in the Bihar plains and the newest outbreak of black fever. The two men shot the breeze for another hour, then Sebastian called it a night.

On the flight home the following day, he listened to the interviews he’d taped and scribbled down notes. While he wrote an outline, he recalled the abject hopelessness he saw in the faces of the peasants. He knew there was nothing he could do but tell their story and shed some light on the epidemic that had plagued the region.

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