Bayou Bad Boys by Nancy Warren

Author:Nancy Warren
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2012-08-09T16:00:00+00:00

Four

The banging on his front door roused Claude from a sleep as deep and sweet as it had been short. A glance at his bedside clock confirmed he’d been in bed for less than two hours.

Muttering a string of obscenities in French, because that was the language he’d first learned to swear in, he grabbed the gun from his bedside drawer and made his way to the window in his bedroom that overlooked the front door.

“Merde.” What was his all too appetizing cousine doing on his doorstep at seven in the morning?

For a brief moment he wondered whether she’d go away if he ignored her, then realized his car was still out front so she’d assume, rightly, that he was in the house. Sure enough, another banging on the door accompanied by the peal of his doorbell informed him that his visitor wasn’t going away.

Stuffing himself into a pair of plaid boxers, and deciding that if she came calling at this time of the day, that’s all the trouble he was going to take to protect her modesty, he shoved the gun back in the drawer and shuffled his way downstairs to the front door.

She was already knocking again when he yanked the door open, so she almost fell inside. He resisted the grin that tried to surface at her surprised expression.

“What?” he demanded.

She looked as fresh and cool as the country she hailed from in a white top that showed a hint of cleavage and blue shorts that gave him ideas about how fast he could get them off her. When he got a good look at her face he saw dark circles under her eyes. She started to speak and was interrupted by a yawn. Hmm. Maybe she hadn’t had any sleep last night either. Wishing she’d taken him up on his offer?

“You want coffee?”

She blinked in surprise. “You’ve made coffee? I thought . . .”

“I haven’t made coffee yet. I was in bed.” He looked at her skinny but muscular body and thought about how it would feel wrapped around him. “I could be back there in under a minute, and you with me,” he said, reaching to cup her cheek in his palm.

Even as her eyes darkened in response, she looked away from him and turned her head so his hand fell away.

What had happened to the passionate woman who’d been as into him last night as he’d been into her? Well, almost. He wouldn’t have ended the night at the same point she did, but he didn’t think she’d called a halt because she didn’t want him.

“What?” he asked, looking, puzzled, at her averted face. “What is it?”

“Nothing. I came to tell you that your mother’s got the stones for the patio. She wants to know if you can start laying them today.”

“Yeah, I can come over,” he said, not taking his eyes off her. “What’s happened since we were steaming up each other’s windows last night?”

As he watched, she ran a thumbnail over the fluted edge of the Directoire table in the hallway.

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