Whispers At Wongan Creek by Juanita Kees

Author:Juanita Kees [Kees, Juanita]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin Enterprises Pty Ltd Australia
Published: 2016-10-31T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Heather sipped her tea and watched Travis sleep. Long golden lashes caressed the skin above his cheekbones, marred only by the purple bruise forming around his eye socket and the angry red cut stitched closed by Doc Benson.

She sighed. Her heart had almost stopped when she’d opened the office door to see what the noise was. And then to see Zac Bannister deliver those blows … God, she’d thought he’d kill Travis.

Her fingers tightened around the mug. After that kiss in the office, she’d totally lost her heart to this complex, funny, kind and lovable man prepared to sacrifice his own life for the people he cared for.

No way could she let the Bannisters ever have custody of Casey, not when her uncle was the best father a girl could wish for. But to do that meant distancing herself emotionally from them both, and she wasn’t at all sure how she could manage that.

Travis stirred in his sleep, his hand moving over his ribs where yet another bruise blossomed. She let her eyes travel the length of his chest to his abdomen. Hard muscles and sinew, sculptured by physical work made for an impressive man-scape. Her hands itched to touch him again.

She was still mad at him though, for getting into the fight in the first place, for letting that nasty piece of work rile him up to a point where it involved fists. If the Bannisters laid charges, it would go on his file at the Department of Health and Welfare who didn’t look kindly upon violence of any sort in a guardian.

The ladies had assured her it wasn’t Travis who’d started the fight and she believed them, but he’d fought back and was clearly the victor. The only bit about that, which gave her a great deal of satisfaction, was that Zac Bannister’s pain would surely be more severe than Travis’. Perhaps it would teach him a lesson. Then again, he was the sort who never learned.

Heather smoothed the shock of white fringe away from his forehead and let her hand and fingers slide gently down his cheek to the roughness of his unshaven jaw. Her insides tightened with want as he turned his head and pressed into her touch.

Oh Saints, how awesome it would be to wake up to that face on the pillow next to hers. To see that sexy grin in the early light at dawn and trail her fingers across that firm, warm body.

When he’d held her earlier, she’d had a taste of what it would be like to make love with Travis Bailey, a dream she could visualise, but dared not make come true.

How sweet it would be to steal a kiss from those full lips as he slept. His mouth was hard and firm, his kiss full of passion and heart, his tongue skilled in the art of dance. And lordy, the feel of his body against hers, the length of him promising unbridled passion and fulfilment.

Oh good heavens, Heather Penney, listen to yourself! Lusting after a man you can’t have.

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