Nights of Steel by Nico Rosso

Author:Nico Rosso [Rosso, Nico]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, cookie429, Kat, Extratorrents
ISBN: 9780062201102
Publisher: Avon
Published: 2012-11-06T05:00:00+00:00

TAKE HIS HAND? Or walk down the broken stairs to chase a cold trail? Anna’s body was still buffeted by waves of sensation. The meal was an adventure she shared with Jack. Nearly falling from the stairs, only to be brought close to his body had been a rush. The hissing of the lodge was the last bit of danger, but it had passed.

The wet heat of that simple room was inviting. Her joints and bones ached for comfort. Deeper, she yearned for Jack. They’d been circling each other for years. The closer she got—hearing his voice, touching his skin, learning his history—the more the hunger increased. She didn’t know where it would lead her, but she had to find out. All she had to do was take his hand.

Anna slid her palm against his. Curled her fingers around him. He held her hand, staring into her eyes. She thought she’d known the man behind the legend and the metal and the guns, yet she now understood there were miles of territory within him she had yet to discover.

Their grips tightened. They drew closer. He leaned down to her. She pressed against his chest. In the sunlight, they kissed. Neither hid their hunger. She understood his need. His lips on hers strong, devouring. And she understood her yearning. Probing forward with her tongue, she led him into her.

And it wasn’t enough. Their first kiss could’ve taken them too far and she’d had to stop. Now, with Jack pressed against her, his arm wrapped around her shoulders and lips against hers, too far seemed like the perfect place to be.

They pulled apart and, still gripping each other’s hand, walked back into the lodge room. Sheets of steam curled up the walls and filled the space, bringing the scent of the redwood paneling. The room seemed alive, breathing with her.

Jack cracked a small smile. “This guy Song, I like his style. Lot of inventors are drunk on tetrol. Half-baked ideas that don’t work right.” He held up his half-mechanical hand. “People wind up getting hurt.”

“Song knows his business,” she agreed. “So why the bounty?”

He leveled his gaze on her. It seemed the steam came from him, his intensity. “You want a cold trail or a hot bath?”

She took off her hat, holding his look and not backing down. “Hot. Bath.”

Burbling invitingly like a secluded brook, the tub waited in the corner. The steam softened its edges and obscured the walls around it. As if the room went on forever.

With the toe of his boot, Jack swung the front door closed. Only the small lights in the ceiling glowed. Warm night clouds now surrounded her. A gentle storm. And Jack was the lightning. Still gripping her hand, he walked her toward the tub, chuckling a little to himself.

“My last bath was at a lonely little stage-stop hotel in Camarillo.”

The buckle on her gun belt was hot from the steam. “I’m overdue.” She undid it and held the rig in her hand.

“I’m guessing you

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