Her Sister's Secret (Mills & Boon Vintage Superromance) by Linda Style

Author:Linda Style [Style, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Contemporary Women, General
ISBN: 9781472024787
Google: _pFcAgAAQBAJ
Publisher: Mills & Boon
Published: 2014-01-27T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

MOONLIGHT FELL ON Whitney’s face from the arched window above the balcony doors. She blinked under the soft light, then stretched like a lazy cat, enveloped in a cocoon of satisfaction. In that twilight of awareness, she tried to slip back into her beautiful dream, tried to retain the warm feeling of being wanted, needed—and loved.

As she awoke a little more, she realized it wasn’t a dream at all. With one hand, she searched the bed next to her. Cold sheets and an empty mattress. She turned.

Gone.

She rolled onto the other pillow and buried her face in it. Rhys’s clean soapy scent lingered in the fabric, and she wanted to make love with him all over again. She glanced at the floor. His clothes were gone, too.

They’d made love, she’d fallen asleep and he’d left. That was all there was to it.

Like hell!

A deep knowing settled within her. He’d made love to her. Really made love to her. Passionate and tender. Totally. Thoroughly. And she’d relished every delicious minute.

He’d taken her to heights she’d never been. He’d taken her out of herself and beyond all reason. And she’d held nothing back. A rush of embarrassment ran through her. She’d craved him, all of him. And she’d wanted to please him as much as he pleased her.

Their passion sated, she’d drifted into a deep sleep where her dreams were filled with light and love and a soul-fulfilling happiness. Whatever he’d been before she met him, she truly believed he was not the man her sister had said he was.

She cared about Rhys—for better or worse. It was true. And she hoped he cared, too. If even just a little.

She closed her eyes and clutched the pillow, retracing each and every move. She remembered how he’d looked at her, his pupils dilated, his expression a combination of lust and longing.

She’d felt wanted, desired, and for the first time in her life, she’d even felt loved.

But one evening together didn’t translate to anything beyond that. Still…remembering the passion, the tenderness in his eyes, the ways in which he touched her, so gently, almost reverently sometimes, it had to mean more—didn’t it?

She could almost imagine— She squashed the thought before it went too far. Because even if she and Rhys could somehow work things out between them—and with SaraJane—wouldn’t she be living with constant fear again? Love could be snatched away in an instant. She’d learned that by the time she was five, and the fear had dominated her childhood. She finally figured out that if you didn’t care, it didn’t hurt so much. The trick was to never allow herself to need someone’s love so much she’d fear losing it.

Her career had filled the void. She could express her emotions through her photographs, let her needs and desires emerge through light and shadow, shape and texture. For a long time, her art had been enough. Only now she realized the longing for a taste of what she’d once imagined real love to be, had never really disappeared.

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