(Stanislaskis #3) Convincing Alex by Nora Roberts

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

Chapter 8

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Hurt. Oh, she'd read the stories and the poetry, watched the movies. She'd even

written the scenes. But she'd never believed that love and pain existed

together, could twine into one clenched fist to batter the soul.

Yet his words had hurt her—immeasurably—even as her heart opened to give and

accept.

This time it was different. How could she possibly explain that to him, when she

was still groping for the answers herself? And what good were words now, when

there was so much need?

A touch would be enough, she promised herself as they swayed toward the steps.

Tonight would be enough, and tomorrow all the aches would only be memories.

His mouth came back to hers, restless, insistent, as they began the climb. The

first helpless sigh caught in her throat as he pulled her close and aroused her

unbearably with a long, sumptuous meeting of lips.

Her fingers trembled when she tugged at his jacket. Had they ever trembled for a

man before? she wondered. No.

And as the leather slid away, leaving her free to grip those magnificent

shoulders, she knew that none of this had happened before. Not the trembling,

not the raw scrape of nerves, not the sting of bright tears, not the sweet, slow

throb of her blood.

This was the first time for so many things. He didn't know how much longer he

could perform the simple act of drawing breath in and out of his lungs. Not when

her body was shivering against his. Not when he could hear those small,

desperately needy sounds in her throat. The staircase seemed to stretch

interminably. With a muffled oath, he swept her up into his arms.

Her eyes met his, and though her heart seemed ready to burst, she managed to

smile. She knew he needed smiles tonight. "And I said you weren't romantic."

"I have my moments."

Shaky, she nuzzled her face into the curve of his neck. "I'm awfully glad I'm

here for this one."

"Keep it up," he said in a strained voice as she ran nibbling kisses from throat

to ear, "and I'll do something really romantic, like falling on my face and

dropping you."

"Oh, I trust you, Detective." She caught the lobe of his ear in her teeth and

felt the quick jerk of reaction. "Completely."

With his heart roaring in his head, he reached the top. She was teasing his

jawline now, making little murmurs of approval as she sampled his flesh." He

headed for the first door. "This better be the bedroom."

"Mmm-hmm…" While she worked her way to his mouth, her fingers were busy

unbuttoning his shirt.

He recognized her scent first. Even as he passed through the doorway, it wrapped

its alluring woman's fingers around him. That cheerful, sexy fragrance hung in

the air, the result, no doubt, of spilled powder and an unstoppered bottle of

perfume. Her clothes were a colorful mess of silk blouses, bright cotton pants,

tangled hose. His quick scan passed over a life-size stuffed ostrich, a pair of

thriving ficus trees flanking the wide window, and a collection of antique

bottles, elegant in jewel colors, before he focused on the bed.

It was a long, wide ocean of cool blue sheets, topped by a lush mountain of

vivid-toned pillows.

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