Magic in Our Hearts by Jeanne McCann

Author:Jeanne McCann [McCann, Jeanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: ! Yes
ISBN: 9780595428991
Publisher: iUniverse
Published: 2007-03-15T05:00:00+00:00

Jeanne McCann

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The second night at the house in Boulder Juliet zeroed in on Brett, plying her with several glasses of Scotch after a romantic dinner for two, provided by Helen.

They were lounging on the living room couch, Juliet draped over Brett, when she decided to end the drought. Reaching between their bodies, Juliet slid down the zipper on Brett’s silk dress pants and placed her hand between Brett’s thighs, cup-ping her wet center.

“Whoa, Juliet,” Brett had mumbled, pulling her hand away.

“Brett, baby, let me make you come. You know you want me,” Juliet had purred, her fingers reaching once more for Brett’s wet center.

“Juliet, don’t.” Brett’s words were slurred as she pushed Juliet off.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Juliet shrieked, standing next to Brett, angry as hell.

“Nothing is wrong with me. I just don’t want to fuck!” Brett snarled, getting unsteadily to her feet.

“You are a fraud! You haven’t touched me in two months! The great lover! Ha, you probably can’t ski either!” Juliet was livid. No one rejected her more than once.

“Just because I don’t want to fuck you doesn’t mean I can’t ski!” Brett lashed back. “Maybe I don’t want to fuck someone who’s been with half of Los Angeles.”

Juliet jerked back as if she’d been slapped when she heard Brett’s comment.

It was no secret she slept around, but so had Brett. She was furious that Brett was judging her behavior. Brett was no better and she had no right. “Prove it!”

“Prove what?” Brett glared at the woman.

“That you can ski!”

The angry dare was more than Brett could take in her drunken state. The one thing that Brett could do better than anything was ski. They piled Brett’s equipment into the car and Juliet drove them to the pass. It may have been after ten at night, but the chair lift was still running. Even though Brett had been drinking, Juliet egged her on. Finally, they both stood at the top of the downhill run. Brett had looked out over the sparkling snow and felt her body calm down. Here was where she felt most at home—on the mountain skiing. She was most completely alive when she sailed down the snow-covered slopes.

“Watch this.” Those were the only words Brett said as she took off and headed down the steep slope. She executed the first half of the run flawlessly. Her natural, God-given talent and dedication to hard work were obvious as she sailed down the mountain. The raw beauty of Brett’s skiing stunned Juliet as she watched Brett gliding through turn after turn. But fate was not kind that night, Jeanne McCann

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and too much alcohol made Brett careless. She overcorrected on a sharp turn.

The minute she did, she knew she was in trouble. She crossed the ski slope out of control and slammed into a tree at full speed. She was knocked cold before she could feel the intense pain caused by her body being brutally crushed against the unforgiving trunk and low branches of the century-old Douglas fir.

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