(Marrist Sisters #2) Hunter by Diana Palmer

Author:Diana Palmer [Palmer, Diana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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J ennifer couldn’t believe he’d actually allowed her to invade his solitude without a protest. It was sheer

heaven being here beside him on the balcony, without another soul in sight.

She leaned forward on the balustrade. “Isn’t it glorious?” she asked softly.

He studied her hungrily for a moment before he turned his gaze toward the horizon. “I prefer sunset on the desert.” He lit a cigarette and smoked it silently for several seconds before his dark eyes cut sideways

to study her. “Did you really want to dance with me?” he asked with a faint smile. Actually he danced quite well. But having Jenny close was a big risk. She went to his head even when they were several feet

apart.

“Wasn’t it obvious that I did?” she asked ruefully.

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“Not to me.” He blew out a cloud of smoke and stared at the distant horizon. “I won’t dance, Jennifer.

Not this kind of dancing, anyway.” He was careful to say won’t and not can’t —lying was almost impossible for him. Apaches considered it bad manners to lie.

“Oh. I’m sorry. You do everything else so well, I just assumed that dancing would come naturally to you.”

“It doesn’t,” he replied. “Where did you learn?”

“Dancing class,” she said, grinning. Odd how comfortable she felt with him, despite the feverish excitement his closeness engendered in her slender body. She could catch the scent of his cologne, and it

was spicy and sexy in her nostrils. He was the stuff dreams were made of. Her dreams, anyway.

“You studied ballroom dancing?” he persisted.

“Tap and ballet, actually. My mother thought I should be well-rounded instead of walking around with my nose stuck in a book or studying rocks most of the time.”

“What are your parents like?” he asked, curious.

She smiled, picturing them. “My mother looks like me. My father’s tall and very dark. They’re both educators and I think they’re nice people. Certainly they’re intelligent.”

“They’d have to be, with such a brainy daughter.”

She laughed self-consciously. “I’m not brainy really. I had to study pretty hard to get where I am.” She smiled wistfully.

“You know your job,” he replied, glancing down at her. “I learned more about molybdenum than I wanted to know.”

She blushed. “Yes, well, I tend to ramble sometimes.”

“It wasn’t a criticism,” he said. “I enjoyed it.” He looked out over the horizon. “God, I hate society.”

“I guess it gets difficult for you when people start making insulting remarks about your heritage,” she said. “It’s hard for me when I get dragged on the dance floor by men I don’t even know. I don’t particularly like being handled.”

He frowned. He hadn’t thought of her beauty as being a handicap. Maybe it was. She’d had enough partners tonight. Enough, in fact, to make him jealous for the first time in memory.

“I don’t like being an oddity,” he agreed. “I’ve never thought of you that way.”

She smiled. “Thank you. I could return the compliment.”

He turned away from her, leaning against the balcony to look out at the city lights.

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