Kiss and Tell by Suzanne Brockmann

Author:Suzanne Brockmann
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780553905847
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2008-10-28T04:00:00+00:00

Marsh was quiet as he drove the jeep down the Beauchamps’ dirt driveway.

“You did a good job,” Leila said.

“Hmm.” Marsh’s eyes didn’t leave the pitted road. The jeep’s headlights bounced as the wheels hit a pothole he couldn’t avoid.

“You told me yourself there was no way you could have helped that foal, that he’d died before his mother even went into labor. And Kevin Beauchamp sure seemed grateful that you managed to save the mare.”

Timothy’s parents had arrived from the mainland as Marsh was cleaning up in the barn.

“Kevin was counting on the money from the future sale of that foal.” Marsh pulled out onto the main road. “I don’t know what he’s going to do now.”

“Speaking of money.” Leila turned toward him.

He glanced warily at her, his face lit by the light from the dashboard.

“How can Kevin Beauchamp afford to pay you?”

“Ah, thank God,” Marsh said. “I was afraid you were going to ask a more difficult question.”

“I’ll bet Kevin considers this one a pretty difficult question.” Leila watched him steadily.

Her blond hair seemed almost unearthly in the darkness, gleaming in the light from the oncoming headlights. Marsh could still remember exactly how soft her hair had felt against his chin when she put her arms around him. The ache of longing that memory set off caught him by surprise. It stabbed him in the chest, sharp and hot. It took him a few seconds before he regained his breath.

“Actually,” he replied, trying hard to make his voice calm and even, “it’s a simple question because it’s got a simple answer. He can’t afford to pay me.”

“Can’t.”

Marsh glanced at Leila again. She didn’t seem surprised or even upset. Just resigned.

With no other cars approaching them, he could barely see her face in the soft glow from the dashboard. She looked mysterious and tantalizingly exotic. That fierce longing came back and he clenched his teeth, trying to fight it.

He didn’t even know what this feeling meant, dammit. Well, okay, he knew what part of it meant. Part of it was sexual. He wanted her. There was no doubt about that. He’d wanted to make love to Leila since the summer she turned eighteen. Before that even, God help him. But there was more to this intense longing than sex.

Possession. He felt possessive. He wanted to own this woman in a very basic, almost primitive way—although, good grief, he could just imagine Leila’s cries of outrage if he ever, ever tried to articulate that feeling.

Protection. He wanted to take care of her. He wanted to hold her close after their passion subsided and surround her with the warmth of his love.

Perfection. He wanted to feel forever this odd sensation he felt when Leila smiled into his eyes. It was more than happiness and bigger than mere satisfaction. It was the feeling that finally, finally he was completely whole. And he wanted to wake up every morning whistling because he knew that Leila would be smiling at him today. Today and tomorrow and the next day and the next.

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