A Bridge to Dreams by Sherryl Woods

Author:Sherryl Woods [Woods, Sherryl]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781460395448
Publisher: MIRA
Published: 2010-07-30T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

Karyn had a good, long, heart-to-heart talk with herself before Brad picked her up for the next-to-last day of their vacation. She reminded herself that when it was over, he would go back to his life and she would return to hers. She was merely a diversion for a man used to a more sophisticated woman. Even those who dined regularly on caviar and beef Wellington occasionally yearned for fish and chips—and vice versa. Happily ever after only happened in storybooks.

There were to be no regrets. She had indulged in a once-in-a-lifetime dream. She had savored each moment of delight stirred by his kisses, but that’s where it had to end. Even Brad seemed to understand that and had not pushed for a deeper intimacy. The day before he had even chosen activities that had kept them safely amidst people—from the vast displays of Asian art at the De Young Museum to the twisting, jumbled streets of Chinatown. If their other adventures had touched her heart and soul, yesterday’s had reached out to fulfill her thirst for knowledge.

In front of each intricately carved jade figure, as they had looked at each delicate painting on silk, Karyn had questioned Brad endlessly about Asia. He had answered tirelessly. Worlds that she had only known through books came alive through his eyes. They had settled for a time into the comfortable roles of tutor and student. She had been grateful, not only for his enthusiastic teaching, but for the chance to regain her equilibrium, to forget the delightfully enticing way it felt to have his arms around her, his breath whispering against her cheek.

Once more today, sleeping late had been ruled out. Brad had insisted that the day begin with a hot-air-balloon ride over the Napa Valley. Flights lifted off just after dawn, which meant that the night had been all-too-short. Drowsy and still flushed from sleep, Karyn was waiting in the lobby when Brad arrived with a picnic basket.

“Comment allez-vous?” he asked, his eyes lighting up at the sight of her.

She blinked sleepily at the unfamiliar language. He grinned. “How are you?” he translated. “I was just trying to get you ready for our trip to France.”

“Let me know when we get there,” she mumbled unappreciatively and climbed gratefully into the car. “This vacation stuff is wearing me out. You may be used to burning the candle at both ends, but I’m not used to late nights and early mornings.”

“Believe it or not, neither am I anymore.”

“At least you look alive.” Actually, he looked quite a bit better than that. With a teal-blue sweater over a bright yellow polo shirt and hip-hugging jeans, he looked as devastatingly handsome and virile as ever.

“You’ll feel that way, too,” he promised, pulling her into his arms and raining gentle kisses on her forehead, eyelids, cheeks and finally her waiting lips. Her pulse quickened at once and her senses were instantly alert. It was better than any alarm clock she’d ever owned and twice as addictive as caffeine.

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