The Bronzed Hawk by Iris Johansen

Author:Iris Johansen [Johansen, Iris]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, General, Suspense, Contemporary, Fiction
ISBN: 9780345531131
Google: Apc5ke4xR6IC
Amazon: 0345531132
Barnesnoble: 0345531132
Goodreads: 11395120
Publisher: Bantam
Published: 1983-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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When Kelly woke the next morning, she was still curled in Nick's arms, her head on his chest and her arms holding him in possessive delight. How lovely it would be to wake every morning with the throb of Nick's heartbeat in her ear and the warm security that those strong arms gave her, she thought dreamily. Still half asleep, she started to brush little affectionate kisses on his chest. She was interrupted most rudely when Nick's hand came down on her derriere with a distinctly ungentle slap.

"Stop that, Goldilocks," he said lightly, his voice depressingly wide awake. "You know damn well where that leads, and we haven't got time." He chuckled. "I was just lying here watching you sleep and thinking how you looked like an innocent, sweet baby. Then the first thing you do even before you open your eyes is try to seduce me."

"I wasn't trying to seduce you," she protested. "I was merely being affectionate." She snuggled closer to him, and for a moment his arms tightened around her in a quick hug. Then, disappointingly, she felt his arms withdraw and the mattress shift as he rolled away from her and got out of the bed.

For a moment she didn't move but lay there with her eyes closed, unwilling to give up that lovely, drowsy euphoria. Then as she heard Nick moving briskly around, she reluctantly opened her eyes. He had pulled on his black jeans and was fastening his belt, and she watched him for a moment, admiring how downright sexy he looked. The dark denim material hugged his powerful thighs and buttocks lovingly, and without a shirt, his slim waist, flat belly, and powerful shoulders looked overwhelmingly virile.

"Where are you going?" she asked sleepily, rising up on one elbow to look at him.

He looked at her and grinned. "It's time we got on the road, wife. By the angle of that sun coming through the window, it must be almost noon, and Father Miguel said he'd meet us at the chapel at twelve-thirty." He reached for his white shirt, slipped it on, and started to button it. "I'm going over to the cantina and see if I can persuade Carmen to heat us some water for baths."

Kelly sat up slowly and brushed her tousled curls away from her face. "I don't think you'll have any trouble there. Should I wait here a discreet length of time to give you an opportunity to 'persuade' her?"

Nick cocked an eyebrow. "That's definitely feline, Goldilocks," he drawled. He sat down on the bed beside her and proceeded to put on his socks and desert boots. "And completely unrealistic. I'd have to be a Superman, indeed, to be interested in another woman after the workout you gave me last night." He grinned teasingly. "I'm just a poor shell of the man that I was before one KellyMcKenna."

She hit him lightly on the arm with her fist. "Beast." She shook her head in wonderment at his bounding vitality when she was feeling so weary and languid.

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