Christine W. Murphy by Through Iowa Glass

Christine W. Murphy by Through Iowa Glass

Author:Through Iowa Glass [Glass, Through Iowa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


Then voices sounded behind her — loud voices, angry and urgent. Her heart froze at the sound. She didn’t understand what they were saying. What did they want? What was she supposed to do?

ALEX LEANED DEEPLY into his seat, and unbuttoned his shirt another notch. He shouldn’t have rushed for the plane, but he didn’t want to risk missing the connection. No way did he want to give Skye too much time to think.

Considering he was operating on zero sleep, he should have checked into a hotel and taken a flight tomorrow, but the thought of spending the night in New York jerked him upright.

You’re getting old. All nighters didn’t use to bother you, and after all these years, the idea of sleeping in a New York hotel room shouldn’t make you panic. He closed his eyes and began to count, forcing himself to relax.

He started with his toes.

A loud passenger jerked him upright again. Alex blinked and rubbed his burning eyes. Suddenly, Skye was in his lap. He circled her waist with his hands before he realized she was trying to climb over him.

“I want off this plane,” Skye demanded.

Her words barely registered. She was wearing a summer dress — cotton, spaghetti straps, white with little swirls of lilac and green — and very little else. With his fingers splayed across her middle, he could feel the waist band of her panties on her hips. Her legs were bare, and at the moment, the leg thrown over his lap was exposed to mid thigh. He was tempted to assist her slide across his lap, if for no other reason than to see how far up she would let her dress slide.

Aware he was not the only man on the plane ogling her thighs, he eased her into her seat. “Has anyone told you you have the most….”

When he tore his gaze from her now modestly covered legs, he recognized the panic in her eyes. Those light brown eyes, golden eyes like a cat.

Dangerous eyes for any man to become lost in. Terrified eyes at the moment.

“You have the most unusual eyes, Mrs. Devries.”

She appeared to relax for a moment, then she looked around anxiously again. “What did those people want?”

“What people?” He glanced at the twenty or so passengers in the first class cabin. The regular business, rich tourist crowd. He had to bend down to hear her whisper.

“The loud ones. I didn’t understand what they were saying.”

Alex took her hand. He was beginning to understand. Lorraine had warned him about Skye’s panic attacks. According to his stepsister, Skye didn’t speak English when she first arrived in Close, having just arrived from Sweden. He could imagine — no, Alex knew — the stress of not being able to make people understand your words. That sort of experience could inflict a lot of damage on a five-year-old psyche.

He stroked the back of her hand while her fingers continued to dig into his arm. “I didn’t understand everything he was saying either.



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