Surrender to a Playboy by Renee Roszel

Author:Renee Roszel [Roszel, Renee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2003-06-15T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

TAGGART couldn’t believe his eyes. Lee Stanton stepped onto the porch and strutted toward him as though she expected him to react with a lusty lunge at her. Blast it! That’s all he needed, an ex-lover with no intention of remaining an ex, showing up now!

At least she’d remembered to call him Bonn.

Not surprisingly, she waltzed up to him, slid her arms about his neck and planted a kiss on his lips. Not a “Hi-it’s-nice-to-see-you” kiss, but an “I’m-hot-for-you-where’s-the-bed?” kiss. He rested his hands on her upper arms, pressing her away. “Hello, Lee.” Indicating Mary, who finally turned to face him, he said, “Meet Mary O’Mara, Miz Witty’s care-giver. Mary, this is Lee Stanton. A—friend from Boston.”

Unsmiling, Mary shifted her gaze from Taggart to the clinging woman. “How do you do, Miss Stanton,” she said, without inflection.

Lee didn’t completely release Taggart’s neck, but loosened her grasp enough to shift around to look at Mary. “Oh—hello, there,” she said.

Taggart could tell Lee found Mary insignificant. Lee came from wealth and privilege. The trait he disliked most about her was her superior attitude when she addressed people she felt were beneath her, which included all household staffers, office clerks, paralegals. Even junior partners in the law firm. “You will excuse us,” she said with a low, suggestive laugh. “But it’s been several days since I’ve seen—Bonn.”

Taggart couldn’t help watching Mary’s face. Her features carried a startling lack of information. The point of her tongue slowly moistened her lower lip and Taggart felt a rush of heat infuse his body. The night breeze told him his forehead had broken out in a sweat. How could she do that? Lee just kissed him, and he felt nothing. But watching Mary O’Mara moisten her lip with the scant tip of her tongue, his skin felt singed and he struggled for breath like a man suffering from smoke inhalation.

Drawing her lips in a tight smile, Mary planted her fists on her hips. “Don’t mind me. I’m getting used to seeing women hang on him like gold chains.”

“Really?” Lee eyed him with skepticism. He wasn’t surprised she found that remark hard to believe. After all, she knew Taggart for the conservative workaholic he was. She’d been with the law firm of Baxter, Barker and Lancaster for four years before she’d moved up to full partner three years ago. Lee was well aware Taggart worked twelve hour days and had little time to meet women, let alone have affairs with them. His lack of free time had undoubtedly been the major reason he’d begun the affair with her.

It had been a mistake he was still paying for.

“Well, well, Bonn, I leave you alone for a few days and you’ve already spun your bad-boy web over all the Rocky Mountain maidens?”

Dragging his gaze from Mary, he frowned at Lee. “Not all of them.”

“Tell me, Mr. Wittering,” Mary asked, her tone scornful. “Do you kiss every female you meet?”

He experienced a stab in his gut, unsure why. Looking wearily from one woman to the other, he felt like a criminal, condemned for a crime he didn’t commit.

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