Keeping Secrets by Fiona Brand

Author:Fiona Brand
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2018-06-04T17:48:18+00:00

Seven

Damon stirred, awakened by the heavy drumming of rain on the roof and the first stirrings of arousal as Zara trailed her hand down his abdomen. The silky curtain of her hair brushed across his chest as she bent and kissed him slowly and deliberately on the mouth. Her hand slid lower, found him and gently squeezed.

He held on to his control, just. “The last time this happened, I seem to remember we got pregnant.”

She waved the foil packet of a condom at him.

“Resourceful.”

Long minutes later, Zara collapsed on his chest and he rolled, taking her with him so that they lay sprawled together. The rain had stopped and the wind had dropped, making the night seem almost unnaturally still and quiet.

After long minutes, she readjusted her position, so that her head was snuggled into the curve of his shoulder and neck. One hand trailed over his jaw.

“Do you know why we made love?” she murmured sleepily.

Damon stiffened at the question. “Why?”

Zara yawned. “Can’t resist you. It’s fate, kismet. Last thing either of us need.”

There was a curious, vibrating silence following the slightly slurred pronouncement. But the tension, Damon realized after a few seconds, was his and his alone. Zara didn’t require an answer because she had fallen asleep.

She couldn’t resist him.

Unbidden, warmth and forbidden delight unfolded in Damon. That was a first, he thought ruefully. But then there had never been anything calculated or pragmatic about making love with Zara. It had always been spontaneous. This time they had actually made it to a bed.

He didn’t know about either fate or kismet. He preferred to operate with cool, hard facts. If Zara couldn’t resist him, then that dovetailed nicely with his plans for the future...and the undeniable fact that he was having a whole lot of trouble resisting her too.

* * *

The next time Damon awoke it was to a small, unfamiliar sound.

Rosie was awake.

He noted the time on the digital clock on the bedside table: three thirty. If he didn’t miss his guess, because Rosie was so young, she needed feeding in the night. Carefully disentangling himself from Zara, he found his pants and quickly pulled them on. As he did so, he found himself automatically mulling over Zara’s declaration that she couldn’t resist him.

Fierce satisfaction filled him at that fact, even though desire itself was uncomfortably akin to the kind of dangerous, unstable emotions he was careful to avoid. If they were going to continue—and now that he had gotten Zara back in his bed, he fully intended they would—he needed to find a way to control the relationship.

Grimly, he noted that the hot, out-of-control sex could have been because he hadn’t made love in a year, ever since Zara had left his bed. That fact, in itself, was disturbing.

He had dated a number of beautiful, interesting women. Caroline was a case in point. Any man with red blood cells in his veins would have wanted her, and yet he had not even been vaguely interested in taking her to bed.

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