Her Little Black Book by Brenda Jackson

Author:Brenda Jackson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 2011-03-17T04:00:00+00:00

Lake’s deep voice sent everything woman inside Courtney into overdrive. Shivers touched her, and all she had to do was close her eyes to recall muscular arms and chest, a hard, firm abdomen, and powerful lean hips that looked good in whatever clothes he was wearing.

She paused a second to catch her breath, get a grip, and convince herself that Lake Masters was only a man. But then, what a man. Older. Mature. Sexy. She took a deep breath to calm her achy, racing heart. Exhaling, she tried saying in a teasing tone, “A list, hmm? I hope you know I’ll be checking it twice.”

His chuckle was rich when he said, “If you’re trying to find out if I’m naughty or nice, don’t bother. I’ll admit to being both. I’m naughty and I’m nice.”

Sudden images of a naughty Lake Masters torpedoed through her brain, almost causing her to moan out loud. Something within her stirred, relaxed, and then stirred again. You didn’t have to be the most perceptive person in the world to figure out she was going through one hell of a hormonal meltdown. She had just finished taking a shower, was feeling cool and calm before his call. Now heat radiated off her bare skin, making her nightshirt almost sensitive against it. She’d dated a lot of men in her lifetime, some she could have written off even before her door closed behind them. But she had a feeling Lake Masters wasn’t one she would forget any time soon. If ever.

“Thanks for the flowers,” she decided to say, steering the conversation to safer ground.

“You’re welcome. I saw them and immediately thought of you.”

She glanced over at the beautiful arrangement. “In what way?”

“Colorful, vibrant, and beautiful. And like you I thought they would brighten up an entire room. Do they?”

His words touched her. “Thanks, and yes, they brighten up the room.”

“I’m glad. So, when can I see you again?”

Courtney knew she was playing with fire when she asked, “And when do you want to see me?”

“As soon as I can.”

It was almost on the tip of her tongue to remind him, although he might be eager to see her now, he had let four days pass without bothering to contact her.

As if he had the ability to read her thoughts, he said, “I didn’t call because I wanted to give you space. Didn’t want to crowd you. But I thought about you every single day, minute, hour.”

That was a lot of thinking, she wanted to say. She wanted to believe a man, any man, but particularly this man, could have her on his mind that much. She wanted to believe him, wanted to be convinced he was more than a figment of her imagination and that although he seemed too good to be true, he really was true. But she’d learned to operate on the side of caution. She never took anything at face value. The first real boyfriend she’d had while in college had trampled her pride, broke her heart.

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