Shining Through (Red Hot Russians) by Elizabeth Harmon

Shining Through (Red Hot Russians) by Elizabeth Harmon

Author:Elizabeth Harmon
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Pronoun
Published: 2017-10-02T04:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

“THEN DON’T. JUST BECAUSE YOU were hurt in the past, doesn’t mean the future can’t be happy.

“I don’t know if I believe that. Do you?” Her golden hair fell in waves over one eye, and she stared into her martini, red lips pouting like a 1940’s movie star.

“I do. Not easy, but possible. What we do every day on the ice isn’t easy, yet we do it, and succeed.”

He took a sip from his drink, but it was empty. He’d drained it while talking about his sad excuse for a father. But she reminded him what was important.

“This is our last night together until you come to Russia in November for St. Petersburg Cup. The night is beautiful. The moon is out. We should go enjoy it.”

Over the harbour, the full moon bathed everything in a soft, golden glow. They paused at a lookout point, and Tabitha rested her elbows on the railing. She gazed out at the dark water, and he gazed at her.

His jaw had about dropped when he’d picked her up at the hotel tonight. That sexy little skirt showed off her gorgeous, strong skater’s legs, and the red spike heels had walked straight out of a wet dream. The wind lifted her hair. Most often, it was a flawless golden curtain, but he preferred it this way. “I like your hair when it’s full of waves and curls. Did you do something different to it?”

“It’s how my hair looks naturally. Except it isn’t blond.”

The thought of seeing more of the real Tabitha intrigued him. “What color is it?”

“Kind of in-between, too dark to be blond, too light to be brown. One of my aunts called it dishwater blond, and it made me cry. Who wants hair the color of dishwater?”

He smiled. “I’d like to see you with your curly dishwater hair.”

“Not this season, you won’t.” She rolled her eyes and shook her head, but didn’t seem annoyed. More like she was humoring him, in an affectionate way.

“I’ll wait.”

His gaze dropped to her tempting body. Her clothes hinted at the beauty concealed. A perfect ass encased in the black skirt. Slender waist defined by a thin red belt, the round swell of small breasts he ached to cup in his hands. He stood behind her, and wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her close. She dropped her head back against his shoulder. His lips brushed against her soft hair.

She tilted her head to look at him, and the light caught her face. Fresh, innocent, but with a red siren’s mouth, and so beautiful she took his breath away. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?”

Those tempting lips curved into a smile, and she stood taller, angling her head so their mouths were lined up just right. He dipped his head to claim her mouth, smelled her crisp perfume and tasted the sweetness of her chocolate martini. Still holding her against him, he brought his hand up to cup one small perfect breast.



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