Native Silver by Helen Conrad

Author:Helen Conrad [Conrad, Helen]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-09-29T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

A SUMMER PICNIC

The time flew by. Shawnee wasn’t sure if it went so quickly because David worked so fast, or because she seemed to be operating, mind and body both, at a supercharged level of excitement with him so near. But somehow, the hours melted away. David painted more than competently, and Shawnee found she had only to come behind, working on the trim with a smaller brush, and before they knew it, the exterior of the little house was finished.

“It doesn’t look half bad,” David admitted as they stood back in the yard and examined it. “We make quite a team. Maybe we should go into the house-painting business. ‘Santiago and Carrington, Experts in Exterior Design’.”

It sounded odd to hear those names spoken together. Odd, but strangely appealing. She looked at him, noting the streak of beige color that outlined his long nose like Indian war paint. “How about ‘Carrington and Santiago, the Two Stooges’?” she laughed, reaching up to brush away some flakes of paint from his chest.

He caught her hand, holding it to him. “How about ‘Santiago and Carrington, the two lovers’?” he said softly. “And how about making that title come true?”

She stared up into his dark gaze, wondering at the ease with which he threw her off balance every time. He played with her, teased her, acted the part of a friend. Then, just when she was lulled into a false feeling of security, the passion that lay behind his light-hearted manner came bubbling up, shocking her again, sending out a sense of the strength of the physical tie that held them, both bound and helpless.

He wanted her, but no more than she wanted him. And yet, she had to hold back. There was no other way. If she gave in to this temptation, she wouldn’t be able to live with herself.

“David . . .” She tried to pull her hand away, but he wouldn’t let her go.

“I’ve tried to forget about you,” he said with low, dark urgency. “I’ve told myself you were right, that we didn’t belong together.” His free hand cupped her chin. “But I can’t seem to believe it. Not when I can feel you here, waiting for me.” He shrugged. “I tried to stay away. But I can’t.”

His words thrilled her almost as much as his touch. Still, a part of her was warning her to keep her head. She remembered what Allison had said that day in the barn. “I’ve never known a girl yet who could resist David,” she’d remarked. Was that all it was? Was David fascinated by a woman who told him to stay away?

“It’s inevitable, Shawnee,” he continued, his voice a husky embrace of her senses. He bent his head so that he almost touched her upturned face. “Can’t you feel it?”

She could feel it. That she couldn’t deny. And she could feel the building crescendo of his heartbeat, just beneath her hand. She could feel the heat of his blood, the stirring of his masculine need.

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