Truly, Madly, Dangerously by Linda Winstead Jones

Author:Linda Winstead Jones [Jones, Linda Winstead]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Suspense
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2005-09-10T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

“Were you expecting to bring me home tonight or are you actually a decent housekeeper?” Sadie asked as Truman switched on the lights that illuminated the kitchen and the great room.

“Would you be annoyed if I said a little of both?”

Sadie smiled widely. Man, she really should do that more often. She was always pretty, but when she gave him a true smile she took his breath away. Wouldn’t do to let her know that much, he supposed.

“I guess not,” she said as she casually scanned the room, the stairs that led to the open loft, the short hallway that led to his bedroom and the master bath. Silent approval softened her eyes. She liked it here, and for a reason Truman didn’t care to explore he was glad.

“I didn’t really expect to bring you home,” he said as he linked his arm through hers and gently turned her to face him. He pushed aside an unruly curl that had fallen across her cheek. “But I did hope.”

“You knew the date with Davenport would be a disaster.”

“We are not going to stand here and talk about Jason Davenport.”

She reached up and threaded her fingers through his hair, very lightly, very sexily. “Okay.”

The kiss was like all the others: heat and desperation and promise. It had been a long time since he’d felt this way about a woman. Physical need was one thing, breathless craving was another altogether.

In a very basic way, he wanted to strip Sadie naked and take her here and now. But a part of him knew this wouldn’t last, and he wanted everything to be perfect. Tomorrow morning she’d likely look at him and curse them both for a moment of weakness, and he’d never get another chance. The ABI would eventually catch whoever had killed Hearn, Sadie would be off the hook, and then she’d be gone. Maybe in another eleven years or so he’d run into her again. Maybe.

So he kissed her. He kissed her until she melted in his arms and her knees wobbled. He kissed her until she made those little noises low in her throat; little noises that told him she was losing control. He kissed her until he couldn’t think of anything else, and neither could she.

They edged toward the hallway that led to the bedroom, still kissing, buttons here and there coming blindly undone as they took one step and then another. Sadie unfastened his shirt, one button at a time. He flicked open the button at her waist, and the zipper fell a little. Not a lot; not yet. And all the time, they kissed.

He didn’t bother to turn on the overhead fixture as they stepped into the bedroom. There was enough light drifting from the main room to illuminate their path.

Sadie took her mouth from his to ask, “Do you have a…”

“Yeah.” He slipped his hands beneath her sweater and pulled it over her head. The move ruffled the strands of hair that refused to be tamed,

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