Protecting His Own by Lindsay McKenna

Author:Lindsay McKenna [McKenna, Lindsay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary, Fiction, Romance
ISBN: 9781408946817
Publisher: Mills & Boon
Published: 2001-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

February 5: 0500

A s Sam slept, she felt incredibly secure and loved. Arms, strong and protective, were wrapped around her. The face of her fiancé, Captain Brad Holter, hovered in her mind’s eyes. He was smiling that dimpled, elfin smile that always reached in and touched her heart. How many times, after they had spent their passion, their hearts thundering in unison in the aftermath, had she lain like this with him? He would gently tease her, kiss her brow, her nose and the tip of her chin, and proclaim that her freckles were as Irish as he was. She would laugh and drown in his sea-green eyes. Oh, how Sam missed him. When his Marine Cobra helicopter had crashed, in a senseless accident, she’d felt as if a part of her had died with him.

Now these arms around her, warm and secure, brought her alive once more. Watching Brad’s narrow, smiling face disappear, she moaned. Something was different. Out of place, but not in a bad way. Sam moved slightly and burrowed her head in the crook of the man’s neck. She felt his arm tighten slightly around her, as if to tell her everything was all right, and to slide back into that abyss of deep, healing sleep.

Something was different. But wonderful. As Sam nuzzled her face against that warm neck, she inhaled a very male scent, and her heart skittered with joy. How long had it been since she’d been held like this? Held and comforted against the woes, the tribulations and traumas she faced daily as a doctor? Sam recalled somewhere in the depths of her mind how much she had looked forward to seeing Brad after a hard day at the hospital. Just walking into his arms and being held had helped her shed that tremendous emotional load she often carried. Being held dissolved her anxiety for the patients she cared for. Sam never found it easy to walk away from her job, and Brad had seemed to sense that.

He would sit with her on the couch, cuddling her in his arms, and talk her down. An Irishman and a born storyteller, he’d weave one humorous yarn after another, until Sam forgot about what she’d gone through in the E.R. that day. Laughter was a great healer, Sam had discovered.

She felt strong lips press softly against her brow and follow her hairline in a series of gentle kisses. Her own lips parting, Sam sighed deeply. Oh, to be loved once again! She’d entirely given up on that possibility. Sam knew she was a strong woman and that few men would ever be interested in a relationship with her, because she demanded equality. That was only fair, in her world. She was not some passive thing, nor did she hold that men were always right and women wrong. No, both were equal partners, bringing weaknesses and strengths to their relationship. Brad had honored her, respected her, as she had him.

As that male mouth trailed across the top of her head, dropping small, lingering kisses here and there, her scalp tingled deliciously.

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