Fake I.D. Wife by Patricia Rosemoor

Author:Patricia Rosemoor
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Suspense
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2003-09-25T05:00:00+00:00

“It’s not! You don’t understand. This isn’t personal for you.”

“Shh.”

He pulled her closer, stroked her hair, made her feel like she wasn’t alone.

“I would bet anything that old Bob left that clipping for me as a point of information,” he told her. “Remember we were talking about the murder this morning. He probably figured I would be interested in the details.”

Elise wanted to believe it. And encircled as she was by Logan’s strong, comforting arms, she almost could.

“But why would he keep this?” she demanded, unable to let go of the paranoia. “It’s morbid.”

“Brian was, after all, Bob’s neighbor. His seeing that car invested him in the case. And he’s a lawyer, remember. He probably followed the trial all the way to the finish.”

“But it isn’t finished. Maybe it never will be.”

A truth that slashed at her insides. Elise trembled with the uncertainty…with the anger…with the need for justice.

As if he understood that, Logan continued to hold her, to be her support system, and for once she didn’t care why. She simply wanted him to keep on, wanted to feel his arms around her, to hear the increasing beat of his heart.

Her pulse rushed through her in unison with his. And though he continued to embrace her, it didn’t steady.

She chanced a look at him. The gray of his eyes had gone dark so they smudged with the black of his pupils. In the low light, she couldn’t separate the one from the other.

And then they blurred as they moved closer. Her heart skipped a beat when Logan dipped his head and suddenly his lips were locked with hers, his tongue seeking a way into her mouth. She opened for him and stood on tiptoe so his entrance was smooth and easy.

For one blessed moment, she forgot about everything but that kiss and his arms around her. He was pulling her closer, tighter to him, so that her breasts flattened against his chest, so that her pelvis fitted into his, her softness to his hardness.

Hazily, she realized what that meant. How much he wanted her. How much she wanted him.

His hands slid down her back below her waist to capture her derriere and scoop her into him. Her thighs opened slightly, enough to let the length of his erection settle against her. Even through their layers of clothing, she felt a growing excitement, a tension that demanded action. Groaning into her mouth, he rocked her, and wetness pooled between her thighs.

But this was mindless, she told herself. A way to bury what she didn’t want to think about.

The last man with whom she’d made love had been her husband Brian….

And this would be lust, not love.

Going further wouldn’t be fair. Not to him. Not to her.

The unsettled feeling grew until, at last, she ended it, shoving her palms against Logan’s chest to push him away.

They were both breathing hard.

“Elise—”

“No! Don’t say anything!” she pleaded, remembering she’d never had a chance to mourn Brian properly. What had she been thinking to let her attraction to Logan go as far as it had? “Let’s pretend this never happened.

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