The Man She Should Have Married by Louise Fuller

Author:Louise Fuller
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2020-11-05T18:34:34+00:00

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Nia woke to the sound of someone humming.

No, not someone. Farlan.

Rolling over, she gazed blindly across the room as memories of the night before spilled into her head.

Farlan.

She felt her face grow warm. Her body felt almost weighed down with a kind of languid satisfaction and, shifting onto her side, she pressed her thighs together, feeling a pleasurable chafe of tenderness.

Last night had been like a febrile erotic dream, every movement, every touch rich and enticing.

They had kept on reaching for each other, their mouths and hands insistent, stirring, tormenting, pleasuring one another.

It had been as though they’d both understood that time was short.

Without saying so out loud they had known that this was one night of bliss they could steal back from time, suspended, separate somehow, from the onward progress of minutes and hours.

Had known that when it was morning they would wake, and the dream would fade away, and they would go back to their separate lives.

Across the room, the pale square of the window was clearly visible behind the curtains. She hugged the blanket closer. It was morning already.

Her heart contracted.

Last night it had been so simple. Reaching for one another had been all that was required. They hadn’t thought further than that. Sex had been both the starting and the finishing line.

Remembering the feel of his mouth on hers, she shivered beneath the blanket.

And that would have been fine—only last night had been more than just sex: they had made love.

‘You’re awake.’

Glancing over at the doorway, she blinked. If she had been imagining that this morning they would naturally follow on from last night’s intimacy, then she had clearly been alone in those thoughts.

Farlan was fully dressed, and watching her without any sign of yesterday’s narrow-eyed hunger.

‘It’s a beautiful day. The blizzard must have blown itself out overnight. Would you like tea or coffee?’

She stared at him mutely, silenced by the cool, almost brisk tone of his voice and the unspoken message it contained.

‘Tea, please,’ she said quickly, trying to match his manner.

He turned and disappeared back into the kitchen and she sat up, wishing that she had paid more attention to where she had dropped her clothes.

And that she could shift the strange pang of disappointment beneath her ribs.

Kicking back from that thought, she picked up her phone.

Nine-fifteen.

She had slept so late.

‘Here.’

Farlan was back. Still stunned by the time, she reached up unthinkingly and the blanket fell away from her body.

His face stilled. ‘I’ll put it here.’ He backed away, his eyes locking on hers. ‘I’ll let you get dressed.’

Watching him retreat, she found her clothes and dressed hurriedly. Picking up her tea, she frowned. ‘This is real milk.’

‘Yeah, when I went outside to check the car I noticed a farm.’

Her eyes jerked up. He was leaning against the doorframe again, rubbing the stubble on his face. Watching the flickering tendons in his hand, she felt something tug beneath her skin.

Wrenching her gaze away, she walked across the room and drew the curtains. When she looked outside it was hard to believe that last night’s storm had even happened.

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