If Winter Comes by Diana Palmer

Author:Diana Palmer [Palmer, Diana]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9780373512782
Google: zLQAAAAACAAJ
Amazon: 0373512783
Goodreads: 1137765
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 1979-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

She was like a teenaged girl on her first date, waiting for him that night with her hair hanging loose over her shoulders, the single green velour evening gown she owned clinging to her slender curves like a second skin, bringing out the soft tan of her bare arms and shoulders.

She couldn’t help feeling nervous. What was he going to expect from her now? The fact that he’d missed her hadn’t really changed anything. And what about her? What was she willing to give? What did she truly feel?

In the midst of her mental interrogation, the doorbell screamed into the silence, and she jumped just before she ran to answer it.

He walked in by her even as she opened the door, his scowl fierce, his eyes dangerous.

“Hard day?” she asked softly.

“They’re all hard,” he said, turning to look down at her. The anger drained out of his hard face as he studied her soft curves with an expression that grew warmer, possessive, as the seconds throbbed past.

His massive chest rose and fell heavily under his dark evening clothes, his ruffled silk shirt. “Oh, honey,” he said finally, deeply, “that is one hell of a dress.”

“Do you really like it?” she murmured inanely, speaking for the sake of words, while her eyes told him something very different.

“I hope you haven’t gone to any great pains with your makeup, little girl,” he said finally, moving closer, “because I’m about to smear the hell out of it.”

Her lips parted under a rush of breath while he pulled her against his big body, molding her slowly against him.

“It’s been too long already,” he said in a harsh whisper, bending his dark head until she felt the warm, uneven pulse of his breath against her trembling lips. “I can’t get that evening out of my mind, Carla….”

His mouth hurt. It was as if the hunger he felt made violence necessary, and his big arms bruised in their ardor while he took what he needed from her soft ardent mouth.

“Sleep with me,” he whispered against her mouth. “I need you.”

“Bryan…” she breathed, drawing back as far as the crush of his arms would allow.

“God, don’t make me wait any longer,” he growled unsteadily. “I’m so hungry for you I can hardly stay alive for wanting you. Carla, little Carla, why are you holding back? You won’t regret it.”

She swallowed and her eyes closed. “Bryan, there’s never been a man,” she said in a haunted voice.

She felt his arms stiffen around her, felt his breath catch.

“What did you say?” he asked.

She drew a steadying breath. “I said, I’ve never slept with a man.”

“But, at the farm…My God, woman, you were on fire…”

Her eyelids pressed hard together as a wave of embarrassment swept over her, and her pale cheeks colored. “I know. But it’s still true.”

There was a long pause, and then his big, warm hands came up to force her face out of hiding, so that he could search it and her misty eyes.

“It was the first

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