Harvest Moon by Alers Rochelle

Author:Alers, Rochelle [Alers, Rochelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780373534449
Published: 2011-12-07T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Regina woke hours later, totally disoriented. Lengthening shadows crisscrossed the room, giving no indication of the hour. Rolling over onto her back, she stared up at the ceiling. Then she remembered. She was in Bahia, and in Aaron’s bedroom.

“Boa tarde, Senhora Spencer.”

Recognizing the deep male voice, she gasped, noticing Aaron’s presence for the first time. He sat in a corner, his face hidden in the shadows.

Sitting up, she pulled the sheet over her naked breasts. “Good afternoon,” she replied, her voice lower than usual with the lingering effects of sleep.

Aaron closed his eyes, and at the same time his grip on the arms of the chair tightened. He forced himself not to move, not to go to her. His housekeeper had called him at the institute, asking if he would be home for the evening meal because his wife had arrived, and he had known she was referring to Regina Cole-Spencer. If she had introduced herself as Senhora Spencer, then Magda would assume that she was his wife instead of his stepmother.

Opening his eyes, he visually examined the woman on his bed. She had changed. Missing was the waist-length curly hair, and in its place was a sleek style with the remaining glossy, black curls swept off her face and long neck. If possible, she was even more beautiful than he had remembered. She appeared older, more sophisticated.

Looping one knee over the other, he crossed his arms over his chest. “Why did you come?”

Her gaze widened. “Why? Because I told you I would, that’s why.”

“You did not tell me, Regina. You left me a note!”

“I left you a note because I couldn’t face you.”

“Why? Because you were too much of a coward to say whatever you needed to say to my face?”

Regina felt a rush of heat suffuse her face. “It had nothing to do with cowardice. I had to leave when I did or I never would’ve returned to Florida. I’d been away for eight years—eight long years.”

Aaron uncrossed his leg, placing both feet firmly on the floor. “What are you talking about?” he questioned softly, rising to his feet and closing the distance between them.

Regina stared up at him in a stunned silence when she saw his face. If she had changed, he had, too. He still wore his hair close to his scalp, but he had added a moustache to his lean, clean-shaven face—a moustache that was an exact replica of Oscar’s. Her gaze followed him as he sat down on the bed beside her. She flinched slightly when he laid his right hand along her jaw.

“If I had left Mexico with you I don’t think I would’ve returned to the States,” she confessed.

“Why?” He leaned in closer, inhaling the clean, feminine scent that was exclusively Regina Spencer’s.

Her gaze fused with his. “Because I had fallen in love with you, Aaron. It was easier for me to leave you at El Cielo than have you walk away from me at the airport.”

Aaron flashed an easy, open smile for the first time since he had returned to Bahia from Mexico.

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