Wilde Security 1 Wilde Nights in Paradise Tonya Burrows

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annoyed at him when he pulled stunts like this. Twirling the stem between her fingers,
she drifted over to the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the garden and tried to spot
the plant it had come from. She had to give him credit for his stubborn perseverance. Any
other man would have given up on this game by now.
After one last indulgent sniff of its petals, she smiled and tossed the flower in the trash.
But the book& that she would keep. No sense in letting a good book go to waste, even if
it was to prove her point.
Although, to be honest, she couldn t quite remember what exactly her initial point had
been.
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Jude watched through the window as Libby searched for and found his gifts in the fridge.
She picked up the flower and buried her nose in its fragrant petals. For a second, just
sliver of time as she stood there, highlighted by a sunbeam with the flower in her hand
and a secret smile curving her lips, hope had buzzed through his head and quickened his
pulse.
Maybe this time&
But, no. She turned away from the window, stepped on the pedal of the trashcan to
open the lid, and tossed the flower just like all the others.
Fuck. Jude shook his head and let himself have a moment to sulk. She had to be the
most unromantically inclined woman ever. What was it going to take to get by all of her
defenses?
But then he noticed her pick up the book he d asked Camden to buy and overnight to
him with Seth s name on the box. He d had a helluva time talking his brother into it, but
the way she hugged that book to her chest made it worth the fight. Hot damn. She was
finally keeping something he d given her. Why that made him want to dance, he didn t
know, but he indulged in the urge and executed a tap-tap-slide around the pool that
would have had his mother beaming with pride.
Nice moves, Slick.
He spun and grinned at Libby. Yeah?
She smiled as she walked out onto the patio. Seriously, I m impressed. You can really
dance. I never knew that about you.
Yeah, well, Mom was a dance instructor. Two swaying steps put him close enough to
snatch her into his arms and swing her around to the faint strings of guitar music coming
from the beach a block away. She made all five of us take lessons, always said a real
man knew his way around a dance floor.
And you lived through high school?
Yeah. I even made it cool.
You would.
Hey, it was a great way to pick up chicks.
She smacked his chest, but even that didn t dampen his mood. He spun her, dipped
her. When she straightened, her hair fell out of its clip and into her eyes.
She was laughing. You are in a scary good mood all of a sudden.
By tacit agreement, neither of them ever mentioned the flowers, so he just grinned and
spun her again. I d love to take you dancing for real sometime. We re good together in
bed no, don t get all huffy. Just stating a fact. We re good in bed, so we d be dynamite
on a dance floor.
If I didn t have two left feet.
Nah, that s not true.
She gave a disbelieving laugh. I practically killed myself and everyone within five feet
of me the one and only time I ever tried Zumba.
You re just under-practiced. With one hand on the small of her back, he drew her into
him until their bodies touched from chest to thigh. Swayed with her. She was inflexible as
a rod at first, tense but not fighting him. He took that as a good sign and did the relaxing
for her, closing his eyes and letting the soft chords of the guitar sink into his bones until
the music guided his movements.
Slowly, ever so slowly, she loosened up and her hips joined the rhythm of his. She
melted into him, her arms around his waist, her head resting on his chest& and they fit.
Just like his parents had when they used to dance across the kitchen, each body
instinctively recognizing its missing half in the other.
Christ, why hadn t he noticed it before? Why hadn t she? It was so obvious.
The music stopped, but he didn t let go. There would be more soon. There was always
music in Key West.
But at the sudden silence, she lifted her head from his chest. Dazed brown eyes blinked
up at him and every ounce of tension that had drained out of her poured back in he felt
her spine snap taut under his hand.
He tightened his grip and drew her tighter against him, lowered his head and found her
mouth. His ever-present lust for her tried to turn the kiss into something hard and hungry,
but that wasn t what she needed right now. Anything too rough or demanding would
make her balk so he consciously worked to soften his mouth. He kissed her with a
dreamy intimacy, trying to show her with his lips all the things that he d ever felt when it
came to her but could never voice.
She wound her arms around his waist and kissed him back, her mouth soft and sweet [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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