Rebel in a Small Town by Kristina Knight

Author:Kristina Knight
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin Superromance
Published: 2017-08-25T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

STRONG HANDS CARESSED her belly, and a deep voice whispered something she didn’t quite catch in her ear. The something was enough to make her stomach do an excited little flip-flop and the hairs on her nape stir in anticipation. He was warm beside her, smelling of sandalwood with just a hint of something spicy. His arms and back were smooth to her touch, warm and hard, and she couldn’t get enough of running her hands over him.

It was all so familiar. God, she had missed this. She arched her back, wanting his touch on her breasts. Oh, and he needed to do more than whisper sweet nothings in her ear.

Mara stretched her arms over her head, and the feel of the cold iron bed frame against her hands jolted her quickly out of the dream. The images were slow to leave. She and James had been entwined on silken sheets, and the headboard had been a rich, smooth wood with intricately carved spindles instead of the iron of her childhood bed.

The coverlet rich and velvety like that bed in the suite in Nashville instead of the soft cotton of one of her grandmother’s quilts.

Entwined like they’d been in Nashville.

Nothing at all like what was going on now in Slippery Rock, where James just wanted to be her friend. Where James wanted to be Zeke’s dad, and her friend. Where Mara couldn’t stop reacting to the sound of his voice or the friendly brush of his hand against hers, and where that angry kiss they’d shared when she’d first arrived threw her into dreams she hadn’t had for the better part of eight months.

She shot a glance toward the Pack ’n Play in the corner. Zeke still rested peacefully. She sat up, shook her head and slid her legs over the side of the bed, letting her toes squeeze the thickly piled lavender shag rug. Sunlight streamed through the windows, the gauzy lavender-checked curtains she’d insisted on for her senior year in high school doing little to dissipate the strong light. Lavender-and-blue flowers were painted just above the headboard, and her favorite owls, again in lavender and blue, sat on the bedside table. She’d found them in a wedding store and convinced Gran she needed them.

The familiarity was nice, if a bit weird. Most of her assignments for Cannon Security entailed staying in blandly furnished apartments. The bits of blue and lavender were a nice change from the taupe palettes she’d been living with for the past few years.

Robins and larks chirped in the trees outside her window, another nice change. Usually she was wakened by the sound of freeway traffic or inadvertently triggered car alarms. All in all, it was nice to be home.

She just needed to wrap her head around the fact that, for James, their past was exactly that. The past. He was Zeke’s dad, not her lover. Not any longer.

She grabbed clean clothes and headed for the bathroom down the hall. Once she

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