Laced With Desire by Joey W. Hill & Jaci Burton & Jasmine Haynes & Denise Rossetti

Laced With Desire by Joey W. Hill & Jaci Burton & Jasmine Haynes & Denise Rossetti

Author:Joey W. Hill & Jaci Burton & Jasmine Haynes & Denise Rossetti [Hill, Joey W. & Burton, Jaci & Haynes, Jasmine & Rossetti, Denise]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Erotic, Adult
ISBN: 9780425232293
Google: FeyQ9nEe0I8C
Amazon: 0425232298
Publisher: Berkley Trade
Published: 2010-02-01T11:00:00+00:00


Christina Lawson was a retired RN, a former Vietnam field nurse. Her husband had killed himself years ago, never able to leave Vietnam behind. She was the one who lived in the other side of the duplex, checking in on Dana daily. She rebuffed Ben’s legal bullshit, veiled threats and charming persuasions alike.

So Jon stepped in, because Peter’s impatience made diplomacy impossible. While he didn’t know what Jon had said to her, she at last agreed to their plan to relocate her charge. If she had a face-to-face meeting with Peter first, and if Dana consented to leave with him.

Peter wasn’t going to fault the woman for being protective of Dana. But when he got out of the rental car in front of the small duplex, a nondescript housing unit located adjacent to the hospital acreage, he was vibrating with the need to kick in the door of whichever side held Dana, and say to hell with any more delays. Since Christina Lawson was planted on the porch, arms akimbo, his plan might have to include a wrestling match with a woman his grandmother’s age.

As he came up the walk, the nurse studied him from head to toe, her expression suggesting she was considering whether she needed a broom or a shotgun. He cleared his throat, made a considerable effort to look affable and charming, despite the fact the ache that had been building inside him these interminable five days threatened to hemorrhage.

“Mr. Winston?” Christina offered a hand and he closed his over it, noting fingers swollen with early arthritis, but there was strength there still. She nodded toward the porch swing.

“We can talk here.”

No “Glad to meet you,” or other bland courtesies that would mean nothing to either one of them. He could appreciate that, but the knot in his stomach didn’t loosen.

“Won’t she . . . ?”

Christina shook her head. “I told her I was going to be on the porch, visiting with a friend of mine. She rarely gets out of her day chair, so I knew we’d have enough time for privacy. She wears her hearing aid grudgingly, so she won’t hear us, either. Even if she has it on, she has to concentrate on what’s being said and the person must speak clearly, toward the functioning ear, for her to detect and understand. Unfortunately, visual clues and lip reading are what helps a person with hearing loss the most, and those are aids her blindness denies her.”

“I’ll get her upgraded to a top-of-the-line hearing aid,” he said immediately. Jon had already told him about advances in technology, which he’d heard with only half an ear, but Peter remembered the basics nonetheless.

Christina cocked her head. “The problem isn’t money, Mr. Winston. Money undoubtedly helps, but there are impoverished children blind and deaf as Helen Keller that adapt to their handicaps. The problem is her. I think you already know that, though. Please sit.” He took a seat, bracing the swing when his weight tipped it forward. A tight smile touched Christina’s features, but he wasn’t sure if he could be encouraged by it.



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