Spanish Heart- FF by Rachel Spangler

Author:Rachel Spangler [Spangler, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 1602827486
Google: h2SFtwAACAAJ
Amazon: 1602827486
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2012-10-16T05:00:00+00:00

Day Seven

I awoke to the sound of the shower running and muted tones of Lina singing. I propped myself on my elbow and listened. I didn’t know the tune, but I was pretty sure she was off-key, which made me inexplicably happy, like somehow the little imperfection made her more perfect.

For a second it occurred to me the direction my thoughts had just taken might be a dangerous one. Lina was sweet and wonderful and understanding and beautiful, but she was also twenty-four, and Spanish, and not at all the type of woman who’d fall for a twenty-year-old American tourist. Then there was the realization I wouldn’t know what to do with a woman even if one did fall for me. I didn’t want to repeat all of my failures just when I started to make peace with them. All those things should’ve concerned me, and they probably would have if I’d let myself dwell on them, but instead I flopped on my back and continued listening to her.

The words of her song turned to humming when the shower turned off, and I wondered what she was doing now. Drying her long dark hair? Choosing something to wear? Putting in her contacts? Did she wear contacts? I knew so little about her and she knew less about me. Then again, there were a lot of things I didn’t know about me either. Shouldn’t I focus on those things, and not on whether or not she wore contacts?

The bathroom door opened, and she stepped out wearing a sky-blue scoop-neck T-shirt, light khaki shorts, and sandals, with her hair in a ponytail. A single silver chain with a delicate cross rested light against the deeply tanned skin of her neck. She spotted me staring at her and flashed one of her bright smiles.

“Buenos días.”

“Hola,” I croaked, my throat dry from a mix of my lingering sleepiness and a large dose of attraction.

“Early start today,” she said, tossing a few things in her suitcase.

I tried to remember our trip itinerary. “Seville?”

“Sí, Sevilla awaits.” She said the name of the city as say-vee-ya.

“Don’t want to be late for that.” I swung my legs out of bed and headed for the shower, passing close to her in the narrow space between the bathroom and the closet. I tried to slip by as she stepped back to grab something off a hanger. Our bodies bumped lightly together, and she stumbled. I instinctively reached out to steady her, my hands firmly closing on her hips to balance her. It was a completely innocent gesture, but when my fingers tightened around the curves of her waist, something changed. Something sharp and strong shot through me—an impulse, a connection, a deep understanding of where we were headed. She gasped at my touch and turned slowly to face me.

Our eyes met, bodies grazing against each other as we stood face-to-face for seconds that stretched for hours. I noticed the heavy rise and fall of her chest, the expanding pupils of her dark eyes, the way she lightly bit her lower lip.

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