Under the Redwood Tree (Redwood Coast Book 1) by Goddard Elizabeth

Author:Goddard, Elizabeth [Goddard, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Forget Me Not Romances, a division of Winged Publications
Published: 2016-11-18T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Camille took a deep breath, trying to slow her racing heart. She kept her voice calm. “Why are you sitting in the dark?” She reached for the light switch.

“Don’t,” he said, his voice throaty. “Leave the light off.”

“Why?”

He rose from the chair and moved toward her. Her heart beat faster and she took a step back. “What are you doing?”

He came closer, silent. A shaft of moonlight flashed across his war-torn face.

When he was less than a foot from her, he stopped. Even in the darkness, his presence overwhelmed her, made her lightheaded. The scent of his cologne mingled with leather.

“In the darkness, you can’t see my scar. In the darkness, we’re the same.”

Camille’s eyes welled. She gripped her elbows to stop the trembling. “Romeo,” she whispered, “I never meant to hurt you.”

“I know.” He cupped her cheeks with his hands.

Camille savored his touch. Why was he being so tender? Didn’t he hate her?

His face was mere inches from hers now. “You wanted to paint a portrait as a tribute to me. I understand that now. And . . . I’m honored.”

Then Romeo’s lips were on hers. Camille felt the emotion pouring from him, all the way to her toes. Dizzying warmth tingled through her. She slid her hands over his muscular chest, his broad shoulders and up around his neck, then pulled his lips closer, deeper. She could linger in Romeo’s kiss, in his presence, forever . . .

She sensed when he began to hold his emotions in check, and he eased from the kiss—her lips already missed his tenderness. No, don’t stop . . .

Breathless, he pressed his forehead to hers.

“Beautiful Camille, I’ve wanted to do that since the moment I met you.”

“And what took you so long?”

“Because I wasn’t sure. I didn’t know how you felt.”

Camille leaned forward and kissed him lightly. “And now that you do, why did you stop?”

Romeo sighed and drew away from her, if only a little. “Because you’re a very passionate woman. I . . . I had to stop.”

She pressed her head against his chest, loving the way she felt in his arms.

“And now is the time for you to show me the painting.”

Camille pushed away from him to look in his eyes, but in the darkness, she couldn’t see much at all. He was right. She couldn’t see the scar and in a way, they were the same. She could pretend he was perfect. But did she want to?

“Romeo, I wanted to tell you. I tried to tell you, but there was never a good time, and then your mother. . .” Oops.

“My mother what?”

Romeo moved to the wall and flipped the lights on. “My mother what?”

Camille sagged. She always ruined everything. “She’s right, you know. She told me how hurt you were over losing your fiancée. She reminded me that I have plans to leave. Romeo, she doesn’t want to see you hurt again.”

“She’s not big on letting me make my own choices.” Romeo paced, clearly irritated. “She had no right to interfere.

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