Saturday Mornings by Peggy Webb

Author:Peggy Webb [Webb, Peggy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Humor, Contemporary Romance, romantic comedy, comedy, the Donovans of the Delta, bad boy heroes, small-town romance, Southern authors, romance ebooks, the Mississippi McGills series, Peggy Webb backlist, Peggy Webb romance, classic romance
Published: 2012-09-08T20:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Through his fog of fury, Andrew rationalized what he was doing. He told himself that he was showing her teasing was dangerous. He convinced himself that he was seducing her so that she would know precisely what happened when she enticed men.

Keeping his mouth locked on hers, he reached for her skirt. With one swift move he slid it up her legs. She sucked in her breath and a tremor ran through her. So far, so good, he thought. Let her know the consequences of her actions.

He played his hands over her legs, and suddenly all his reasons changed. Pleasure surged through him. She had the soft satiny skin that he loved so well. She had the delicious curves that made his muscles tighten and his breathing heavy. And yet, she was more than seductive curves and soft skin. She was more than a sex object in the hay. With Margaret Leigh under him, acquiescent, he felt as if he'd never loved before. She made him believe that she was his first.

That wouldn't do. He was teaching a lesson, not falling in love.

With great effort, he separated his emotions from his actions.

“Is this what you want, Margaret Leigh?”

He slipped her coat off, then slid her zipper down with the expertness born of experience, at the same time pulling her dress down to her waist. His mouth skimmed down her throat and across one shoulder.

“See how easy it is for a man, my love.”

Suddenly she stiffened. “Is this an object lesson?”

“Yes.” Andrew sat up and drew her dress back over her shoulders. She tried to twist away, but he held her fast, his face grim as he fastened her zipper. “You're no match for a man, Margaret Leigh. You're not strong enough.”

He smoothed her skirt over her legs, ignoring the way she fought against him.

“I'm not going to let you destroy yourself with some fool notion about climbing into bed with the first man who comes along.”

She drew her fist back and took a swing at him. He caught her wrist. She glared at him, panting.

“Who made you my keeper?”

“Don't think I wanted to be your knight in shining armor. Slaying the dragons you create is not my idea of a fun-filled evening.”

“Nobody asked you to slay dragons.”

“I guess it's my great nobility of character. I can't stand to see you throw yourself away on the likes of Hooter.”

“I’ll find somebody else who is willing.”

“Not tonight, you won't.”

He plucked her out of the hay with embarrassing ease. She was not a small woman, but Andrew McGill had a knack for handling her as if she were a hundred-pound weakling. She guessed it must be all that fresh country air that made him so strong.

She studied him as she took the time to regroup. Hay clung to his clothes and his hair. He looked good enough to eat, like something picked fresh from a country garden.

It was a new experience for Margaret Leigh, looking at a man and feeling warm inside. And if she thought about his kisses.

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