Nora Roberts - Stanislaski Family - 1 by Taming Natasha

Author:Taming Natasha [Natasha, Taming]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-01-16T23:26:25.640000+00:00

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happening with my daughter sick upstairs." "You didn't seduce me." "Now she's taking potshots at my ego." That made her smile. "There was no seduction. That implies planned persuasion. I don't want to be seduced." "I'll keep that in mind. All the same, I don't think I want to dissect all this like a Music

major with a Beethoven concerto. It ruins the romance in much the same

way." She smiled again. "I don't want romance." "That's a pity." And a lie, he thought, remembering the way she'd looked when he'd given her a rose. "Since chicken pox is going to be keeping me busy for the next week or two, you'll

have some time. Will you come back?" "To see Freddie." She shrugged into her coat, then relented. "And to see you." She did. What began as just a quick call to bring Freddie a get-well present turned into the better part of an

evening, soothing a miserable, rash-ridden child and an exhausted, frantic

father. Surprisingly she enjoyed it, and made a habit over the next ten days

of dropping in over her lunch break to spell a still-suspicious Vera, or

after work to give Spence a much-needed hour of peace and quiet. As far as

romance went, bathing an itchy girl in corn starch left a lot to be desired.

Despite it, Natasha found herself only more attracted to Spence and more in

love with his daughter. She watched him do his best to cheer the miserably

uncomfortable patient on her birthday, then helped him deal with the pair of

kittens that were Freddie's favored birthday gift. As the rash faded and

boredom set in, Natasha pumped up Spence's rapidly fading imagination with

stories of her own. "Just one more story." Natasha smoothed Freddie's covers under her chin. "That's what you said three stories ago." "You tell good ones." "Flattery will get you nowhere. It's past my bedtime." Natasha lifted a brow at the big red alarm clock. "And yours." "The doctor said I could go back to school on Monday. I'm not 'fectious." "Infectious," Natasha corrected.

"You'll be glad to see your friends again." "Mostly." Stalling, Freddie played with the edge of her blanket. "Will you come and see me when I'm not

sick?" "I think I might." She leaned over to make a grab and came up with a mewing kitten. "And to see Lucy and Desi." "And Daddy." Cautious, Natasha scratched the kitten's ears. "Yes, I suppose." "You like him, don't you?" "Yes. He's a very good teacher." "He likes you, too." Freddie didn't add that she had seen her father kiss Natasha at the foot of her bed just the

night before, when they'd thought she was asleep. Watching them had given her

a funny feeling in her stomach. But after a minute it had been a good funny

feeling. "Will you marry him and come and live with us?" "Well, is that a proposal?" Natasha managed to smile. "I think it's nice that you'd want me to, but I'm only friends with your daddy. Like I'm friends with you.

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