Rexanne Becnel by Thief of My Heart

Author:Thief of My Heart
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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LACIE WAS WARM. EVEN in her sleep-drugged state she was aware that her skin was already damp in the early morning humidity. Reluctant to awaken, she stretched beneath the linen sheets, feeling positively catlike as she arched in drowsy contentment. But in spite of her groggy state, she was intensely aware of every place the sheets slid against her skin. Like a smooth fluid caress the soft fabric both soothed and aroused her bare, sensitive flesh.

At once her eyes flew open.

She was naked beneath the sheets. Neither nightgown nor chemise and drawers covered her!

Then she remembered, and with a low moan of dismay every minute detail of what she’d done came rushing back.

Dillon…and her.

She rolled over and buried her head beneath the sheet as she recalled every intimacy they’d shared. He’d held her. He’d kissed her in ways she could hardly believe real now. And he’d come to her in all his masculine glory. As a man comes to his woman. As a husband comes to his wife.

Oh, what could she have been thinking? How could she have given in to him?

But how could she have resisted? she wondered. How could she have stilled the wondrous panic that only he raised in her? Even now the thought of lying so with him caused her nipples to tighten in anticipation, and an unbidden wave of heat to rise from her belly.

If only it had meant as much to him as it had meant to her! she thought wistfully. If only it had meant more than a casual conquest. Or another business triumph. She sighed and pushed a tangled strand of hair back from her cheek. Then she heard a noise from the adjoining room, and she froze.

The door opened with a faint creak, followed by the light sound of bare feet on the wooden floor. Like a mouse numbed by the cat’s approach, Lacie lay still as stone before Dillon’s steady approach. But when the mattress sagged beneath his weight, she cringed and pulled the sheet tight beneath her chin.

“What are you doing?” Her voice was shaky as she shrank back to the far side of the bed.

“So you’re up.” Dillon sat on the side of the bed and stared at her with a well-pleased smile on his face. He was not dressed, naked save for the meager protection of a towel he’d wrapped about his hips. Yet he was clearly not the least bit discomfited by appearing thus. She, by contrast, was humiliated beyond description. Her cheeks were scarlet and she was suddenly breathless. In vain she tried to look away from him, not wanting to see the wide expanse of his chest or note the smooth tan that colored his skin. Seeing him so made her recall just how he’d felt pressed naked against her. Watching a smile curve his mouth brought back memories of his lips on hers. And the look in his sea-green eyes…

It was that look that finally forced her gaze away, for it was possessive and knowing, and it confirmed everything that she wanted to blot out.

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