The Millionaire's Proposal by Janelle Denison

Author:Janelle Denison [Denison, Janelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Janelle Denison
Published: 2014-09-21T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

“Good morning.”

Grace turned from her task of making herself a second mug of hot tea to go with the toast she’d just ate, the greeting she’d been about to return dissolving on the tip of her tongue.

Her husband strode very deliberately across the kitchen’s hardwood floor toward her, giving her only a handful of seconds to register the fact that he’d just gotten out of the shower. His dark hair was damp and finger-combed away from his face, and he only wore a pair of soft, faded jeans that enhanced his athletic body. His feet were bare, his chest gloriously naked with dew drops of water still clinging to the light furring of hair that sprinkled its way down to his belly, whorled around his navel, and disappeared into the waistband of his low, hip-riding jeans.

The man had no right to look so sexy, so appealing, so downright tempting and gorgeously male! Especially first thing in the morning.

She dragged her gaze upward, too late in realizing he’d closed the distance between them. Without preamble or warning, he slid his fingers into her unbound, disheveled hair, lifted her mouth to his, and kissed her. Unlike last night’s slow seduction, there was nothing sweet or chaste about this possession. His strong, masculine body crowded her against the counter, his tongue took advantage of her gasp of surprise, and his fresh, mint-tasting mouth did deliciously wonderful things to hers.

She groaned deep in her throat and surrendered. It was all she could do.

Too soon, he let her go, stepping away from her as if they hadn’t just shared a very passionate kiss that left her dizzy and breathless . . . and wanting more.

“Uh, Good morning,” she finally managed, her voice husky.

The corner of his mouth quirked, and his gaze slid down the length of her, a slow, lazy perusal that missed nothing and visually stripped away her robe and chemise beneath. How did he do that—make her feel as though his hands had stroked where his gaze had just lingered?

“It would have been an even better morning if I could have woken up with you in my bed,” he said.

Sensual images of tangled sheets and entwined limbs filled her head, just as the rogue intended, no doubt. It dawned on her that her husband wasn’t going to play fair about their sleeping arrangements.

Crossing her arms over her chest, she regarded him primly. “Do you plan to execute sneak attacks like that all the time?”

“Absolutely.” He reached for a coffee mug in the cupboard, while looking over his shoulder at her. “Or are you going to place restrictions on how many times I can kiss you, and when or where?”

Where . . . as in location, or where . . . as in what body part? A shiver touched her feminine nerves, and she mentally shook the stimulating thought from her mind.

Setting the mug on the counter next to the coffee pot, he cast her a patient look. “I’m not demanding my conjugal

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