Stand-in Groom by Suzanne Brockmann

Author:Suzanne Brockmann [Brockmann, Suzanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-553-90713-1
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 1997-08-27T04:00:00+00:00

TEN

CHELSEA SAT IN the early-morning rush hour, waiting for the light to turn green, knowing that she had allowed herself more than enough time to battle the traffic and find a parking spot before her eight-thirty appointment with her lawyer. Shoot, she had enough time to leave her car right here and walk the last few miles to Tim von Reuter’s office, if need be.

No, the butterflies in her stomach weren’t from fear of being late. They weren’t even in anticipation of finally receiving the money from her grandfather’s trust.

They were from the thought of seeing Johnny again.

Johnny …

The driver behind her hit his horn, startling her out of her reverie and she put her car into gear and lurched forward through the green light.

It was hard to believe that just yesterday she and Johnny had been in St. Thomas. And the night before last …

God, she couldn’t let her mind stray in that direction. The thought of what she’d done—what they’d done—still made her cheeks heat with a blush. God, who would’ve ever thought she could feel the things that she’d felt?

Johnny had called her late the next morning, and she’d felt tongue-tied, almost shy. But he said nothing about the night before as if he’d known she’d be too embarrassed to speak of it. He’d simply been himself—friendly, funny, and impossibly attractive.

They had only one more short day on the island—their flight was scheduled to leave just before sunset. He’d asked her to spend the afternoon with him, and she’d hesitated until he suggested they go into town and explore the port of Charlotte Amalie. He told her he thought it would be smart if they were careful only to go where they were sure there would be crowds.

In other words, no deserted beaches, no out-of-the-way scenic lookouts, and definitely no meeting anywhere remotely near their hotel rooms.

Chelsea had put away her laptop and briefcase and had gone with him, and it had been very strange indeed. She’d met him in the lobby—his idea—and when she stepped out of the elevator and met his eyes from all the way across the room, her heart had very nearly stopped beating.

She could see his desire, his wanting, his need for her in his dark brown eyes. She felt nearly scalded just from looking at him, and she wondered if everything she wanted, everything she felt, was as transparent.

They’d taken a shuttle into town and wandered through narrow streets and alleyways filled with brightly colored shops and markets. St. Thomas was a duty-free port, famous for its bargains and exotic merchandise, but Chelsea couldn’t remember much of what she saw. She’d been aware only of Johnny, of him watching her, wanting her, always careful never to get too close.

He’d made a point not to touch her, not even to brush his hand against hers. He didn’t speak of it, but she knew he was as aware as she was that even holding hands would have been too much. Their desire was far too volatile.

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