Steamy Savannah Nights (Dynasties: The Danforths Book 8) by Sheri WhiteFeather

Author:Sheri WhiteFeather [WhiteFeather, Sheri]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Sensual Story Theme, Hearts Desire, Lifetime Love, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Romantic Schemes, Beautiful & Feisty, Love-Family & Forever, Small Town & Rural Area, Action & Adventure, Dynasties: The Danforths, Found Biological Family, Terrible Secrets, Stalking
Publisher: Silhouette Desire; Original Edition
Published: 2010-03-04T05:00:00+00:00

On Saturday morning, Michael paced Clay’s office. The other man sat on the edge of his desk in a T-shirt, frayed jeans and sleep-tousled hair. Michael had awakened him with a cell phone call, and the club owner was still feeling the effects of his late-night work hours.

“I’m sorry,” Michael said. “I shouldn’t have bothered you.”

“What are friends for?” Clay scrubbed his hand across his jaw. “Besides, it’s no big deal for me to meet you here.”

“No, I suppose not.” Michael stopped pacing to face his friend. Clay had a loft-style apartment above the club. He lived and worked at Steam. “Is your fiancée still asleep?”

“No. The phone woke her up, too.”

“She must think I’m a pain in the ass. Calling you at this hour.”

“Naw. She just thinks you’re in love.”

Michael scowled. “I suppose that’s what you think, too?”

The other man walked over to a wet bar and removed a carton of orange juice, pouring two glasses. He spiked Michael’s with vodka and handed it to him. “You know damn well I do.”

“Well, you’re wrong.” He accepted the screwdriver and took a long, hard swallow, knowing he needed it.

“If you say so.” Clay settled in with his orange juice, resuming a spot on his mahogany desk.

Michael refused to entertain thoughts of love, to let his mind take him in that direction. Yet he couldn’t keep going on the way he was, holding Lea each night, wanting her, waiting for his heart to explode. “I came up with a plan to trap her.”

“Is that what brought you here at this ungodly hour?”

“Yes, but I feel like I’m betraying her.”

“Makes a person wonder why.”

“Knock off the love crap. I’m guilty because I’m sleeping with her.” And cuddling with her, he thought. And having sex on the kitchen floor.

Clay shook his head. “I wish you hadn’t gotten involved with her.”

Beyond frustrated, Michael poured himself another drink, adding an extra shot of vodka, not giving a damn that he was having alcohol for breakfast. “What if my plan to trap her only makes things worse?”

“How much worse can it be? You’re already an emotional mess. She’s already getting to you.”

“I’m going to lose her. Once I turn her in, it’s going to be over.” Michael blew out a ragged breath, squinting in the dim light. The blinds on the windows were drawn, shutting out the sun, matching his mood. “There’s a part of me that wishes I could forget about what she did. Pretend it never happened. Tell Danforth the case is getting cold and probably won’t be solved.”

“I’m not going to comment on that. Whatever you decide is up to you.”

“I’m going through with my plan.” Because he needed to hear Lea’s confession. He needed her to take responsibility for her actions. “I can’t obstruct justice.”

“When is this going to happen, Mike?”

His chest turned tight. “Today. This afternoon. I’ve already got everything ready to go.”

“Then I’m not going to ask you what the plan is.”

“No, there’s no point. I didn’t come here to discuss the specifics.

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