The Man From Half Moon Bay by Johansen Iris

Author:Johansen, Iris [Johansen, Iris]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Regency, General, Fiction
ISBN: 9780553218961
Publisher: Loveswept
Published: 1987-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Five

Jordan dried himself sketchily, took the shower cap off Sara, and fluffed up her hair. Then he turned away, tossing her a bath towel. “Dry off, I’ll be right back.”

“Where are you going?”

“To get your robe. I want to be sure you’re suitably dressed for the occasion.”

Sara found herself smiling as she began to run the terry towel over her stomach. That was a switch, Sara thought, Jordan had appeared to be delighted to undress her for this particular occasion. Delight, What a delicious word and one that described her mood exactly. Delight that soared and sparkled, laughter that bubbled and flowed.

“I was hoping you’d still have this robe. It was stashed in the back of your closet.” Jordan was back and carrying her thigh-length happi coat over one arm. “I remember how pretty you looked in it.”

“I’d forgotten I had it.” Jordan had purchased the exquisite silk garment in Singapore on a business trip a few months after their marriage. The brilliant yellow of the material shimmered under the light in a blaze of exotic beauty. The silk was cool against her flesh as she slipped it on. “I haven’t worn it in months.”

“Eighteen?” His voice was low as he carefully smoothed the front of the robe. Then he smiled with an effort and said, “Don’t answer that. I don’t want to think about those months tonight.” He whirled and pulled her out of the bathroom. “Come on, it’s present time.”

She was half-laughing, half-protesting as he propelled her across the room to the dhurrie rug in front of the fireplace. He gathered two of the beige cushions from the couch and tossed them on the floor. “Sit.”

He strode toward the breakfast bar to get the sack.

She fell on her knees on the cushions and sat back on her heels. “Jordan, you’re so damn stubborn. Why won’t you listen to me? I don’t want—”

“You have to accept these or you’ll hurt my feelings.” He was coming back carrying the paper sack. He fell to his knees and pulled out a gaudy gold foil party hat with a yellow plume. He settled the golden cornet on her head. “I crown you Queen Sara,” he said solemnly. “Queen of the May.”

Sara found herself giggling. “Well, it’s certainly different from the last gift you gave me. I feel like one of those flappers from the twenties.”

He shook his head. “A queen,” he repeated gravely. He reached into the sack again. “And here’s your scepter.”

She burst out laughing. It was a yellow plastic back scratcher with four curved prongs on one end and a huge metallic bow taped to the long handle. “Jordan, you idiot.”

He pretended to be hurt. “You don’t like it? I thought it quite royal-looking.”

“Oh, very royal.” Her eyes were dancing as she took the scepter and waved it with a grand gesture. “If you were dressed more appropriately for the ceremony, I’d knight you.”

“Oh, but I couldn’t accept it.” He smiled innocently. “Not yet. A knight has to earn his spurs.

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