Unmasking Love by Peggy Bird

Author:Peggy Bird [Bird, Peggy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Adams Media
Published: 2014-09-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

The walk back to her house was a little wetter and much quieter than the walk to the restaurant had been. When they reached the door, Julie rummaged in her purse for her keys, playing for time, trying to figure out what she wanted to say next.

Trace was standing close enough that she swore she could feel the heat of his body. She could certainly smell his cologne. She wasn’t sure she was ready to let either sensation go. But the evening was over. Wasn’t it? Shouldn’t it be?

She put the key in the lock.

There. That decided it. Evening over. I’m going into my house. Alone.

“Well, I guess this is goodnight. Thank you for dinner. I enjoyed it. I’d invite you in but …” She struggled to articulate a reason that made any sense.

Trace rescued her. “It’s okay. I’ve had a great evening, and I don’t want to push my luck.”

“Thank you again.”

“For dinner? You already thanked me.”

“No, not for dinner. For not making me feel stupid or paranoid because I was sure you were up to something underhanded.”

“For the record, I try not to be underhanded in any aspect of my life, but you’re welcome.” He paused for two heartbeats, then added, “Anything else you want to thank me for?”

She saw the look in his eyes and knew it would only take a bit of encouragement for him to kiss her. “Probably, but that’s all I’m willing to admit to at the moment.”

He put his hands on her shoulders. “Not exactly what I was hoping for, but I’ll take it.” He leaned in and kissed her forehead. “I’m glad I found you, Juliet. But I want you to be glad, too. I don’t want you to feel hunted and trapped. So, the next move is yours. If you want to, call me next week, and we can do something together. Or just talk. Whatever. It’s up to you.”

“Okay. Thank you. Again.” His hands were still on her shoulders. The memory of what those hands had felt like in other places came rushing back, making her shiver. She wanted them someplace else, any place, every place on her body.

The long conversation in the restaurant, which she’d hoped would make it possible to walk away—or force him to walk away—had, instead, made her want him even more. He’d been open, sincere, and hot as hell. If he didn’t leave soon, she’d make the next move, all right. She’d move so she could feel her body against his. She’d kiss his delicious mouth, feel his arms lock around her, taste the parts of him she’d missed in the motel room.

Door. Unlock door. Get inside. Before I do something impulsive. Again.

“Good night, Juliet. Sweet dreams.” He dropped another kiss on her forehead and went down the steps from her porch. She was almost safe on the other side of the door, when he turned back. “Wait. I haven’t given you my cell number. So you can call if you want.”

“I have your number at the bank.

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