Texas!.02.Texas!.Chase.1991 by Brown Sandra

Author:Brown, Sandra [Brown, Sandra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B005M4QA1W
Publisher: Bantam
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

ness evaporated when he saw how she was dressed. It wasn't anywhere close to the bridal nightgown she had worn last night, but it was just as sexy in a different way.

The pajama set was pink-striped cotton knit.

Boxerlike shorts and a T-shirt top. The wide legs of the boxers made her bare legs look even longer. Her hair was still pulled into a pony tail. She was wearing her eyeglasses. She was barefoot. She looked like a coed at a slumber party.

Except for her breasts. They were making pert, prominent impressions against her shirt, and they jiggled slightly as she moved from door to bed and sat down on the edge of it.

"Chase, I'm sorry I behaved so childishly earlier. I guess the pressure of the last several days built up until I had to blow or burst."

Since she had made the overture, he could be magnanimous. "I guess I've been on edge too," he grumbled.

"I took potshots at your male ego and that was uncalled for. Although, it would be dishonest of me to pretend that I was satisfied with last night."

She glanced at him shyly, then away. "You see, Chase, I expected a little more consideration.

I don't think I got any more thought from you than the condom you slipped on. I

barely got equal time."

His jaw tensed. He was guilty as charged.

That made him that much angrier.

"I expected, wanted, more… more… I

guess the word is involvement. I wanted more involvement from you."

"You wanted an orgasm," he said, being intentionally blunt. By God if she could tromp on his masculinity, why should he be skittish about calling a spade a spade?

"That's the least of it, yes," she admitted quietly. "I would have liked more attention and affection, too."

"Then you should have hired yourself a gigolo instead of buying a husband. You could have paid him by the hour, or by the orgasm, instead of making such a sizable investment."

It wouldn't have surprised him if she had hauled off and hit him, which he secretly felt he deserved. If a man had dared talk to Sage like that, she would have gone after him with the garden shears. Devon too.

Instead, when Marcie spoke, her reply was calm and conceding. "After sulking all this time in my room, I reached the same conclusion."

Her unmitigated honesty disarmed him. Instead of getting any satisfaction from shocking her, he felt more rotten than he had before.

She was a hell of a lot smarter than either his sister or Devon. Her method of disarmament was more poised, but just as effective.

She took a deep breath, drawing his attention to those damn taut nipples again. "If I

had wanted hearts and flowers, I should have hired a gigolo. But I don't regret the decision

I made," she told him. "You're legally and physically my husband now. I'll try to be a

good wife to you." Raising her eyes to his, she added, "So if you want me tonight—"

"No thanks." It rankled that she didn't appear disappointed.

"Did I wound your ego too terribly?"

"I'll live.

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