In Protective Custody by Beth Cornelison

Author:Beth Cornelison [Cornelison, Beth]
Format: mobi
Tags: Suspense
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2006-05-25T05:00:00+00:00

Sunlight filtered through the cabin’s shuttered windows, rousing Max from a light sleep. The twittering of birds heralded the morning, and the warm, curvy body snuggled under his arm reminded him of the night just past.

Sleeping beside Laura had been an exercise of pure frustration. Most of the night, while she and Elmer had slept, Max had lain awake, his nerves stretched tight, unbearably aware of her every breath and the fresh, soap-scrubbed scent of her skin. He’d gritted his teeth to endure the soft tickle when her unruly gold mane had brushed his arm, his cheek. Even now the thick riot of whiskey-colored curls spread across her pillow, spilled over her face and teased his cheek. The aroma of strawberries taunted him. Her wild hair intrigued him, and seeing it rumpled from sleep was a powerful turn-on.

But then, having her feminine body snuggled against his had kept him aroused all night. He’d thought sharing the bed was a good idea. For Elmer’s sake. He’d thought having Elmer between them would serve as a sufficient buffer.

He’d been wrong.

The long, sleepless hours of the night had been torture.

He had a new appreciation for mules goaded to walk by a carrot dangled before them. For the child allowed only to window-shop at a candy store and for the quarterback whose fourth down sneak play falls inches shy of the goal line.

The taunting memory of her unexpected kiss in the car only deepened his frustration.

Not bad.

Man oh man, how he ached to kiss her senseless, to blot any hint of not bad from her mind with a heavy dose of damn good, of mind-numbing, of incredibly satisfying.

Elmer wiggled, grunted and, like an attentive mother, Laura immediately stirred. Her eyelids fluttered open, and she peered down at the baby. But with a snuffle and a sigh, Elmer nestled in, drifting back to sleep.

Elmer had only wakened twice in the night. Each time he’d drunk a full bottle of formula, had gotten a dry diaper, and had easily returned to sleep. Lucky kid.

Laura’s gaze rose slowly from the baby to Max’s face. When she found him watching her, a sexy pink blush stained her cheeks. Her lush lips twitched, pulled into a groggy smile. Desire, as thick and sweet as syrup on pancakes, flowed through his veins. Her mouth begged to be kissed.

“Good mornin’.” The sleepy, provocative rasp in her voice was his undoing. He’d show her a good morning!

Sweeping wisps of wavy, gold hair behind her ear, he captured her chin with his fingers and seized her mouth with his. She gasped her surprise but made no attempt to break free. Her capitulation encouraged him, fanned his arousal. Slowly, her lips came to life under his, responding with an equal enthusiasm and shattering hunger.

Careful not to squash Elmer, he shifted his body onto hers, pressing her into the mattress with his weight. He angled his mouth to more fully possess hers, and she looped her arms around his neck.

Their teeth clicked. Their tongues parried and lunged.

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