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Contemporary Romance: Classic beauty drives a big truck, golden Adonis drives a tiny sports car...who'da thunk? “Excuse me, what do you think you are doing out here?”
“This is my truck. Gavin told me to tell you what I wanted done."
“What’s a pretty little girl like you doing driving a big old mean truck like this?”
“I like driving this big old mean truck. It gives me a sense of stability in a world of chaos. At least I can’t get hurt this way.”
“I like a girl who can drive a truck like this. I also appreciate fine pieces of metal such as this. Great shocks, nice pneumatics, wonderful custom shape.”
“Well, I do believe we have a lot in common.”
“We’re off to a great start.”
He curled his fists in her hair and pulled her face to his. "Say it," he whispered when their faces were no more than a hairbreadth from each other's.
She sighed in surrender. "Markhus."
"Again," he demanded, putting his lips to hers.
As she said it, it became lost to the hot torment of his lips so deliciously moving upon hers.
“Markhus, my own sweet Markhus."
His tongue slipped once more through her teeth to tangle with her tongue. She moaned and ran her hands over the hard lines of his jaw. She trailed her fingers over his brow, down the left side of his temple and down his neck.
A low, lusty growl came from the point in his throat where she touched.
She giggled and he bobbed his Adam's apple up and down. She giggled once more and put her fingers to the bulge in his throat.
"Markhus?"
"Yes, beautiful?"
"Should we be doing this?"
"Does it feel wrong?"
"No. It's the first thing in my life that's ever felt so right. I just-It's just that I'm a little new at this and I don't know if my emotions are on the right track. I feel so helpless," she said, turning away, hastily.
"Eylahnah? Beautiful?" When he got no other response than soft sobs and sniffles, he reached through her arms and grabbed her hand. With his free hand, he pushed stray tendrils of raven hair out of her face.
“All right. Will you no’ watch over me tonight and make sure that none of your men become inappropriate?”
“You have no fears from my men. They have no desire to be gelded for a few moments of pleasure. Besides, all except one are married.”
“That is you, is it no’?”
“Aye. That is me. I am the only one among my men that is not married.”
“What a pity.”
“Why is it a pity?”
“Well, if you were married, you would no’ be here and I would no’ have to put up with you.” She regretted her words immediately and bit down on her lower lip.
He merely raised an eyebrow and a one-sided smile took shape on his lips, causing her heart to take a leap in her chest.
Let yourself admit that you like him. Admit it and things will go a lot smoother until you get to Ireland. I promise you, they will. Just admit to yourself that you like him and I will take care of the rest.
Things may go smoother physically, but inside, I will be an emotional wreck. Believe me, I will no’ be okay. Things will no’ be any better with me than they are right now.
Please, just admit it.
No…
Okay. I like him. There. Are you happy?
“Who do you like, Gwen?”