No Wife Required! by Rebecca Winters

Author:Rebecca Winters
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2013-09-01T04:00:00+00:00

Promptly on the dot of six Saturday night, the doorbell rang. Lacey smoothed the sweater in a peridot hue over the hips of a matching wool skirt one more time before answering it.

To her dismay her green eyes, so near in color to the outfit she’d chosen, shimmered like the jewels sparkling on the yoke of her sweater. Her cheeks had so much color, she needed no blusher. Max would be aware of her heightened excitement. Nothing escaped his notice.

Wishing she could calm the pounding of her heart, she took a deep breath before opening the door. When she saw him, a soft gasp escaped her throat.

Tonight Max was impeccably dressed in a mid-night-blue suit made more formal by the dazzling white shirt and elegant silk tie he wore in shades of blues and grays.

With his rugged features and build, he looked wonderful in any type of clothing, but tonight the impact of his undeniable male attraction left her weak.

At first she’d been so busy studying him, it didn’t register that his eyes had been making their own intimate appraisal. Since opening the door, neither of them had said anything, and she was suddenly conscious of the unnatural quiet.

“Hello,” she finally managed in a husky voice. For some reason she couldn’t think, let alone talk. She had to hold on to the doorknob for support.

“My sentiments exactly,” he muttered beneath his breath, but she heard him. The tension between them was palpable. She was afraid to look in his eyes for fear he’d see the light in her own. “Are you ready?”

“Yes.” The word came out on a mere whisper.

He said something she couldn’t quite catch and raked a hand through his dark blond hair, disheveling it. “Let’s go.” He sounded as out of breath as she felt.

The cool night air caressed her hot skin as he slid a firm hand around her upper arm and escorted her to his Saab parked out in front. She’d forgotten about the low bucket seats and blushed when her skirt rode up her thighs as Max helped her inside the car.

His gaze lingered on the expanse of her shapely legs encased in the sheerest hosiery. After witnessing her struggle to pull down her skirt, he shut the door.

While he went around to his side, she drew in a shaky breath and detected the subtle scent of rich leather and the musk after-shave he wore. Her senses had come alive to everything about him. She felt as if she were swimming, drowning in his aura, and didn’t know what to do about it.

He levered himself in the driver’s seat and shut the door, but didn’t start the motor. He turned to her with a sober expression. “Shall we go to the open house, or simply drive off into the sunset?”

Her eyes closed involuntarily. She was beginning to believe that the kiss at her back door had affected him almost as much as it had her. Part of her wanted to tell him to take her wherever he wanted, do whatever he wanted, but of course she couldn’t say that.

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