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would be the newest fad and make a fortune. He d been right. Grace was going to be very rich.
I thought I knew you, when we married, Garon remarked with a chuckle. I didn t have a clue what
you were really like.
I told you I wasn t domestic, she pointed out.
That s why we have Miss Turner, baby, he said softly, smiling down at her. You just go right ahead
and make dolls.
I only make the prototypes, she reminded him. They have a whole department of workers making
the dolls. It s getting harder, too, because they really are selling out everywhere.
Which reminds me. Carlson would love it if you d make a white mouse for his daughter s birthday.
A special one, with big blue eyes.
She grinned. He can certainly have one. You ll have to take care of Tory while I m working on it.
He grinned back. That isn t a chore.
You ve turned into a very good father, she pointed out.
I m not, yet. But I m working on it.
I have something for you, by the way, after I put Tory to sleep for the night.
For me? he asked, puzzled.
Don t bother guessing. I m not saying. Not yet, anyway.
Does it have anything to do with roses?
She pursed her lips. Not quite. Help me up, would you?
He eased her up from the sofa, with Tory in her arms. Her chest incision had healed, but it was still
just a little sore. It had been impossible for her to breast feed the baby, which was a disappointment.
But it also meant that Garon got to give the baby his bottle, and he loved it. She was over six weeks
past her surgery and improving daily.
I ll be back soon, she told Garon.
ACTUALLY SHE WASN T. He got involved in a movie while Miss Turner closed up the kitchen and
went to a gospel singing with Barbara. The house was quiet.
Just as grenades started blowing things up on screen, a shadow fell over the television. He looked to
one side and his eyes bulged. There was Grace, her long blond hair almost to her waist now, her
slender body encased in a pink satin gown that was held up by tiny spaghetti straps. She looked young
and very sexy.
What are you up to, Mrs. Grier? he asked. She was raising his blood pressure, and the doctor hadn t
said anything about letting her resume intimate activities.
She grinned. You said you thought my scars were sexy, didn t you?
He nodded. His heart was racing at the sight of her, because those straps let the gown sink almost to
her nipples in front. She had beautiful breasts&
If you really think the scars are sexy, she said in a husky tone, why don t you come to bed with me,
and prove it?
HE HADN T REALIZED he was capable of carrying a woman down the hall and putting her in bed in
such a short space of seconds.
You re sure it s all right? he asked, but he was already stripping off the pretty gown, to reveal a
body that made every muscle in him go taut.
It s all right, she assured him.
He was out of his own clothing in a flash, and beside her on the clean white sheets. He threw the
comforter off the side without even looking at where it landed. Your chest must still be sore.
It is, she agreed, loving the feel of his mouth on her own, on her shoulders and then, on the soft rise
of her breasts. She moaned. Be inventive, she whispered.
He eased her onto her side. His mouth found hers. His hands slid up and down the soft skin of her hips
and thighs while his lips played havoc with her senses.
It was like the first time. He didn t hurry, despite the need that made him shiver every time his skin
brushed against hers. He seduced her, in the most tender way he knew, and brought her slowly to such
a pitch of desire that she pushed against him with anguish.
Easy, sweetheart, he whispered as he moved her up just enough to accommodate the slow, vibrant
thrust of his body. Yes. That s it.
They were lying side by side. She moaned, wishing that she could feel his weight.
I want that, too, Grace, he whispered into her mouth, but it s too soon. I don t want to hurt you.
It isn t hurting, she whispered back. Her eyes closed as he pulled her hips roughly against his and
began to fill her in a slow, deep rhythm that echoed their rapid heartbeats.
She pushed closer into her husband s arms and pleaded with him to ravish her.
She thought she heard a husky chuckle, but the spiral was already beginning. It took them both higher
and higher, into a vivid red heat that stopped breath, sight, hearing, everything except the feverish
union of their bodies. Seconds later, she cried out in delight and arched against him with her last bit of
strength. She felt him shudder, heard him whisper her name over and over again as he, too, found [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
