Ice by Stephanie Rowe

Author:Stephanie Rowe [Rowe, Stephanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Man-Woman Relationships, Contemporary, General, Romance, Romantic Suspense Fiction, Mountaineering Accidents, Suspense, Fiction, Murderers
ISBN: 9780505527752
Google: 9v57PgAACAAJ
Amazon: 0505527758
Publisher: Love Spell
Published: 2009-07-07T22:00:00+00:00

"Are you even looking?"

She jerked back to the present and forced herself to look. That's when she saw him. The man with the beard. In the back corner, his gaze on them intently. And he looked angry.

Cort tightened his grip, as if he'd felt her tension. "Where is he?"

She told him, and he turned her again so he was facing the corner.

"Who is--?"

He kissed her before she could finish the question. It wasn't tender. It wasn't shallow, just for show. It was instant heat, a kiss of possession, a statement of ownership and domination.

And she loved it. She'd never been kissed like that before, and her body responded instantly. He was strength, he was passion, he was so utterly male. So arrogant, as if he was staking a claim on her that he knew she wouldn't protest. But he was more than that. He brought her spirit to life in a way she hadn't known she was capable of feeling. Yes, that scared her, but it was also the most amazing sensation she'd ever experienced.

Because of Cort, the thought of going back to her life in Seattle didn't sound as appealing as it used to. And at the same time, a part of her wanted to rush back there and let it consume her, draining her of what Cort was doing to her....

God, she didn't even know what she wanted anymore. All she knew was that she wasn't ready to walk away from him yet.

He released her hand, tunneling his fingers through her hair as he anchored her against him, plundering her mouth with a kiss so demanding she felt the heat melting through her body. She wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled him down toward her, wanting more, needing more. He made her feel safe, protected.

He made her feel beautiful and perfect. The way he kissed her, as if he couldn't go another second without tasting her--it was heady and exhilarating.

Cort broke the kiss, nuzzling his way down the side of her neck, hands roaming her back. "He's gone," he whispered.

She blinked. "Who?"

He laughed softly, nipping at her neck. "The guy with the beard."

"Oh." Embarrassed at the way she'd lost herself in the kiss, especially since it was clear Cort had been watching everyone during the interlude, she pulled back slightly.

Cort's eyes were dark as he tunneled his hand in her hair. "The guy with the beard was Etsy Smith. He's harmless."

"Harmless? He didn't feel harmless."

"He got in a fight with a grizzly a few decades ago, and he's never been quite right since." His gaze went to her mouth. "He's not capable of what this guy has done. It's not Etsy."

She felt like stomping her foot in frustration. "Sara's murderer has to be here. The beer he sent--"

"I know." Cort's expression was grim. "I was hoping to piss him off with that kiss, but I didn't see anyone react."

She stiffened at the reminder that Cort hadn't kissed her because he wanted to. That it had all been for show.

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