Memories of You by Bobbie Cole

Author:Bobbie Cole [Cole, Bobbie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Suspense, Fiction
ISBN: 9781426891342
Google: Y7DGjWats0wC
Goodreads: 10584177
Publisher: Carina Press
Published: 2011-03-21T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

The remainder of the night was pure hell on Seth. First he’d come close to taking Charlie, against his better judgment, knowing he couldn’t commit to memories that were still sketchy and knowing she needed to know he remembered every move, every utterance. He wanted to remember—he craved knowing, but all he had were fragmented pieces floating somewhere just beyond his reach.

Then, when he’d been about to explode from need of her, the little witch had handcuffed him, chastised him and accused him of nursing his ego, of all things.

His groin still ached from unrequited want. Almost as bad as his friggin’ shoulders. He hoped uncharitably that she wasn’t entirely comfortable in the bed while he had crashed on the floor near her feet.

He asked himself over and over, did he want her because he remembered her, remembered them, or was he so hot he nearly combusted every time she looked at him because he hadn’t been with a woman since God knew when?

Seth shook his head restlessly. No, it was obviously because of Charlie somehow. No other woman had affected him quite the way she did—of that much he was positive. He admired her professionalism when interviewing the doctors, her panache at adapting to the horrid weather conditions and her spunk at taking him down a notch or two when he got under her skin.

What he felt when he held her, kissed her or merely looked at her was an entirely different matter, one dealing with parts of himself he hadn’t known existed. She got to him with her direct gazes and mocking grin, the way she placed her hands on her hips when she was thinking, how she had no problem eating in front of him, which was refreshing. The few women he’d encountered since he left Mexico were so self-conscious they couldn’t enjoy themselves. Not so with Charlie. She was in the moment no matter when or where she was.

Someone’s cell phone rang. He smacked his forehead at the chance that it might be his—who would be calling him? Dorinda? Fat chance. She’d probably discovered he was gone within an hour of his having left the mansion the night before, but he was confident neither Hector nor Pink would give him up, and Dorinda didn’t have this particular cell phone number.

The darkened room brightened slightly when he heard the bedside lamp click on. He listened to Charlie’s soft, low voice and determined she was in deep discussion with her partner. What had she called him?

“Julio, slow down. Where did you get this information?” she asked quietly.

Seth leaned so far from his pallet beneath her that he feared she’d see his head poking around the corner, spying on her. He glanced at the alarm clock on her bedside table. Five minutes of midnight. He hoped she chewed Julio’s ass for waking them. Then again, it irked him that the man felt free enough to phone her in the middle of the damned night, even if he was her partner.

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