Virgin River by Robyn Carr

Author:Robyn Carr [Carr, Robyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
ISBN: 978-1-4089-3571-2
Publisher: Harlequin (UK) Limited
Published: 2007-10-09T22:00:00+00:00

She couldn’t resist, she rubbed her hands over the mat of hair on his chest and over his smooth shoulders. She pulled him close. Within minutes, she had fallen back to sleep, cradling Jack in her arms, his arm comfortably embracing her.

In the dim light of early morning, Jack awakened with a pounding head. He turned his face to the side and the first thing he saw were Mel’s golden curls against the pillow next to him. She clutched the covers under her chin, sleeping soundly. He raised himself up on an elbow and looked down at her face. Her pink lips were parted in sleep; sooty lashes lay against her cheek. He lifted a soft curl off the pillow and held it to his face, inhaling. Then he leaned toward her and lowered his lips to gently touch hers.

Her eyes came open. “Morning,” she whispered sleepily.

“Did we do it?” he asked.

“No,” she said.

“Good,” he said.

She smiled at him. “I didn’t expect you to say that.”

“When we do it, I want to remember it. I don’t even know why you’re here.”

“I stopped by the bar for a beer just about the time Preacher was scraping you off the floor. Headache?”

“It went away the minute I saw you. I must have had one too many.”

“Did it work? Did you scare away all the demons?”

He shrugged. “It got you in my bed. If I’d known it was that easy, I’d have gotten plastered weeks ago.”

“Lift the covers, Jack,” she said.

He did so. There he was, boxer clad and sporting quite a healthy morning erection. And there she was, fully clothed. “Don’t look down,” he said, dropping the comforter. “You have me at a huge disadvantage.” She laughed at him. “We could do it now,” he suggested. He felt the texture of her hair between his thumb and finger. “I’ll treat you real, real good.” He grinned.

“No, thank you,” she declined.

“Did I try anything?” he wanted to know.

“No.” She laughed. “Why?”

“I drank enough so that could have been really humiliating. Assault with a dead weapon.”

She ran her fingers over the tattoo. “I sort of expected this,” she said.

“Rite of passage. I bet every young marine wakes up with a splitting head and a little remembrance of the Corps.”

“What does this mean?” she asked, running her fingers over the words on the other arm.

“Often tested, always faithful, brothers forever.” He touched her cheek. “What did Preacher tell you?” he asked her.

“That the boys come up here and stir up some of your roughest memories of the wars you’ve been in. But, I suspect that now and then you’d have those memories anyway, whether they came or not.”

“I love those boys,” he said.

“And they’re devoted to you. So—maybe it’s worth a little discomfort now and then. Friendships like that don’t come cheap.

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