For Baby's Sake

Author:Janice Maynard
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2016-02-22T16:00:00+00:00

Fifteen

Lila regretted trying the casserole. Already it was swimming around in her stomach and making her feel wretched. “I’m sorry. I don’t want to eat anymore. But I appreciate everything you did.”

James shrugged. “My housekeeper made it. All I had to do was punch a button on the microwave.”

She was embarrassed and humiliated and at the end of her rope. “I really do need to go to bed,” she muttered.

James stood up. “In a minute. But first, put your head on your arms...on the table. I can see the knots in your neck from here.”

“No. It’s not—” But she was too late. James had already moved behind her chair. This was becoming a dangerous habit.

He pushed gently on the back of her head. “For once, don’t fight me, Lila. Close your eyes. Relax.”

When James put his big hands on her upper back, Lila could have wept. It felt so good, and her day had been so bad. She let her mind go blank; concentrated on floating in the ocean. The sun was hot on her skin. The waves held her up, but she undulated in the water as they crested and fell.

James never once did anything that seemed sexual in nature or made her uncomfortable. But this was the man who had long ago made her cry out his name in ragged, gasping climax. For the first time in three years, she let herself admit she still craved his touch.

When she had shared James’s bed, he’d had the knack of being able to take her from drowsy pleasure to sharp-edged release in seconds, almost as if he were a magician and her body was a series of silken handkerchiefs being run through his fingers.

Tonight, those memories intruded. As tired as she was, arousal bloomed. Sweet and gentle at first. Then more insistent.

With her eyes still closed and her face buried in her arms, she reached out a hand and captured one of his wrists.

“Am I hurting you?” he asked sharply. “Should I stop?”

In the background, music played. A slow, bluesy jazz number. The kind of thing James had once liked to use in the bedroom to set the mood. She knew such a choice wasn’t his intent tonight. The song was random...one of many on the radio.

She sat up slowly, still holding his wrist. When she turned to face him, his face was flushed, his pupils dilated. He had called her the sensible one, but any common sense she possessed had flown out the window, drowned in a rush of yearning and need so deep and wide she had no hope of resisting it...of resisting him.

“I want to forget this dreadful day. Help me, James. Make the world go away. For tonight. For old times’ sake.” She was weak when she needed to be strong, but she was tired of fighting on too many fronts. Here, at least, she could count on the outcome. She could predict and control and plan.

Because what she was asking of James was

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