Match Play by Merline Lovelace

Author:Merline Lovelace
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Silhouette
Published: 2008-11-27T05:00:00+00:00

Their few hands of rummy stretched to a duel that lasted into the evening. Rather than power up the generator, they scooted the rickety table closer to the fireplace and played by its flickering light.

Luke didn’t let her win. She’d chew him up and spit him out in little pieces if she thought he had. But sitting across from her, watching while she debated over a discard, seeing the sly triumph in her eyes when she snagged the deck, shot his concentration all to hell. As a result, he was both relieved and amused when she gave a little hoot of delight.

“Gin!” Smirking, she slapped down a five-card run to empty her hand. “That’s game, set and match, Harper.”

Basking in her win, she gathered the cards. Luke hooked an arm over the back of his chair and wondered if she had any idea how beautiful she was. The tough round of golf this morning and the vicious attack this afternoon would have wiped out most ordinary mortals. But Dayna’s skin had regained a healthy, natural glow that owed nothing to makeup and her eyes once again sparked with life. She’d released her hair from its ponytail and let it tumble over her shoulders in a tawny fall that made Luke ache to bury his hands in it. Ruthlessly controlling the urge, he exercised his muscle as her self-appointed nursemaid.

“I think we should call it a night.”

She flicked a surprised look at the gizmo strapped to her wrist.

“You’re right. I lost track of the time. I’ll make a quick trip outside and head up to the loft.”

He stayed by the fire while she went out. The memory of all the times they’d scrubbed down in Rocky Mountain streams before wiggling into a single sleeping bag stayed with him until she returned.

“You want the top bunk or the lower?”

Luke accepted the unsubtle message that they wouldn’t be sharing anything, much less a sleeping bag, with a shrug.

“Your choice. I’ll bank the fire and be up later.”

Dayna left him in his chair. His long legs were outstretched, his hands threaded loosely over his middle. She would have bet a hefty sum that a prickly awareness of his proximity would keep her awake half the night.

She would have lost the bet. Within the first three minutes of climbing into the lower bunk, she was sawing serious Zs.

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