The Librarian's Passionate Knight by Cindy Gerard

Author:Cindy Gerard [Gerard, Cindy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9780373765256
Google: No966PmM9UsC
Amazon: 0373765258
Barnesnoble: 0373765258
Goodreads: 422014
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2003-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

he was inside as well as out.

And he wanted to be her buddy.

Yippie-Skippie .

She should have sent him on his merry way last night with a firm no thank you.

"But no," she muttered aloud, "you had to develop latent masochistic tendencies."

Yep. She definitely had them because she'd finally heard herself say, "Okay. Teach

me to break shins and how to bloody noses. Teach me to be bad, Barone. I'm ready

to knock some heads."

He'd laughed, of course, and said he'd see her today at three o'clock for their

first lesson.

Well, she thought, leaning back over the clay, she hoped that he'd gotten more

sleep last night than she had or they could huff and puff and simply blow each

other over. She'd pretty much spent her night sifting through a hundred scenarios

that involved Daniel Barone and how she was going to survive being his friend.

"Like this ball of clay, Grasshopper," she said, à la an old but, thanks to cable

reruns, never-forgotten TV series, "life must first be centered before moving on to

the more defined and refined aspects of substance and form."

So much for centering. Thanks to Daniel, she was about as far from dead center as

a cross-eyed archer.

"I don't want to be his friend," she whined aloud as she let up on the foot pedal to

stop the wheel. After dipping her hands in a bucket of cool water, she leaned back

over the clay. She sent the wheel in motion again, set the bottom and then the top

of the vase. Then she began to count through her slow, gradual upward pull.

One—one thousand.

He was coming over in less than an hour.

Two—one thousand.

After Sunday mass and dinner with his family.

Three—one thousand.

He was going to show her how to defend herself.

Four—one thousand.

"Fudge," she muttered when she torqued her pull. The wall thinned due to her

uneven pressure and the top collapsed into the bottom of the vase. Staring at the

disaster, she let up on the wheel and slumped back in her chair, defeated.

Lord help her, he wanted to teach her self-defense and she just didn't think that

she had any defenses left.

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