Maternity Bride by Maureen Child

Author:Maureen Child [Child, Maureen]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Regency, General, Fiction
ISBN: 9780373046812
Google: x3cJAAAACAAJ
Amazon: 0373046812
Publisher: Thorndike Press
Published: 1998-01-02T05:00:00+00:00

High, craggy cliff walls surrounded him on three sides. Mike glanced skyward and sighed heavily. Maybe this hadn't been such a good idea, he told himself. Moonlight, an empty beach, a sheltered cove and Denise. Through hooded eyes, he watched her, standing only inches from the incoming tide.

Soft light from the full moon fell on her in iridescent patterns of shimmering silver. She lifted her wineglass to take a long drink and his gaze locked on the elegant column of her throat. Ocean air lifted her hair and teased the curls into a tangled mess that only served to make her more beautiful. The leather pants he'd given her for riding hugged her legs with a lover's grasp.

His hands itched to touch her. His body ached with a pain that had tormented him for the past ten days. She never left his mind. And that fact terrified him almost as much as the thought of never seeing her again.

But this couldn't go on and he knew it. Once they found out if she was pregnant or not, a decision would have to be made.

If she was pregnant… Instantly, his mind conjured an image of her lithe body rounded with the swell of his child. He groaned quietly as he realized she would be even more beautiful to him pregnant than she was now. He rubbed one hand over his eyes and told himself not to think about that yet. There was a good possibility that she wasn't going to have a baby. And if not, she would probably want him out of her life. Though that was most likely for the best, it bothered him to realize just how much he had come to count on seeing her every day.

To know how much she meant to him.

"Hey!"

He let go of his thoughts and looked at her.

"Are you going to hog all that grape juice to yourself?" She held out her empty wineglass toward him.

"You've had enough," he said, and wondered how anyone could get tipsy off of grape juice.

"Half a glass more," she called back over the roar of the ocean.

He shook his head, got up and walked to her side. Taking her glass, he filled it a quarter of the way and handed it back to her.

She nodded a thank you then reached up to push her windblown hair out of her face. So different from the woman who had tried to attack him with pepper spray. She looked relaxed. Happy.

And way too tempting.

"It's beautiful out here, Mike." She grinned at him. "I've never been to a picnic on the beach."

"In a couple of more weeks, this place will be so crowded, you wouldn't find a spot to throw a blanket down."

"I like it like this," she told him and leaned closer. "Empty. Private."

He told himself that she was drunk off the ocean air. That there were rules about things like this. You just didn't take advantage of a woman when her defenses were down. No matter how tantalizing the invitation.

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