That's Our Baby! by Pamela Browning

Author:Pamela Browning [Browning, Pamela]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2000-11-19T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

Sam started awake in the gloom of the cabin. Kerry mumbled something and settled closer to him, one hand—the one without the broken finger—cupped trustingly on his bare chest. Her hair tickled his chin, and he wanted to brush it away, to smooth it off her forehead in a tender gesture. Would tenderness be out of line here? He had to ask himself that question.

But tenderness wasn’t the only feeling he was experiencing. His arousal let him know just how much he wanted her, and he would have liked to act upon it. More than that, he would have liked to know how she felt about beginning a sexual relationship with him. But this wasn’t something they had talked about, and it wasn’t something that he could bring up after yesterday, when she’d skittered out the door like a frightened little mouse when she thought he might be going to talk about what was happening between them.

He’d give her time. They had lots of that.

Outside it had stopped snowing, but the sky was a dull gray. He glanced down at Kerry. She slept with her mouth slightly open, her full dark eyelashes casting smoky shadows on her cheeks. Her color was good, something that he was glad to see. He wanted, in that moment, to kiss her awake and to see the light in her eyes leap in joyful recognition, but he knew that even if he had the nerve to kiss her, the recognition might not be joyful.

He didn’t think he could move without disturbing her, so he lay as still as he possibly could. He didn’t know how long they lay there, but after a time she stirred and blinked.

She struggled to a sitting position and pulled the blanket up under her chin. “What time is it?” she wanted to know.

Sam looked at his watch. “Almost seven o’clock.”

She swung her feet over the side of the bed. “I didn’t mean to fall asleep here,” she said briskly.

“Plenty of room,” he mumbled, unwilling to hear her protests. He’d liked waking up beside her. He wished he could wake up beside her every morning.

Kerry started toward the kitchen in those ridiculous bulky wool socks she liked to wear, all of which seemed to be wearing thin in the heel or toe and sometimes both.

“I’ll get the coffee going, run out to the shed, be back in a minute,” she called over her shoulder.

He didn’t say anything, but got out of bed and folded it back into a couch. By the time Kerry returned, Sam had already dressed and was standing over the sink shaving, scraping whiskers off his chin as if it were the most interesting pastime in the world.

He spared her a glance via the mirror. “I’m heating water on the stove. You can have it for your bath if you want,” he told her. He concentrated on shaving, trying to seem nonchalant when all his energies were vibrating at a higher frequency, and merely because Kerry had walked into the room.

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