Navy Brat. Debbie Macomber
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Название: Navy Brat
Автор: Debbie Macomber
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Зарубежные любовные романы
isbn: 9781472016324
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“He said yet, you idiot.” She repeated the sentence two or three times once they were inside the house. Brand found it amusing the way she talked to herself. Without telling him what she was doing, she walked, as if in a daze, into the kitchen and started assembling a pot of coffee.
Brand hadn’t a clue what she was mumbling about. He wasn’t interested in coffee, either, but since she hadn’t asked him, he didn’t say so.
“There’s something you should know,” he began. Then he changed his mind. This wasn’t the time. He needed to taste her again.
“What?” She sounded as though she were coming out of a coma.
“Come here first.”
She walked over to him as though she were sleepwalking, her steps sluggish and her look disoriented.
“Kiss me first,” Brand whispered, “then I’ll tell you.”
As if she were in a stupor, she planted her hands on his chest, then stood on tiptoe and brushed her lips lightly over his. Unable to hold himself back any longer, Brand wrapped his arms around her, pulled her close and buried his face in her neck, savoring her softness.
For the last several days he’d been wondering what it was about Erin that preyed so heavily on his mind. After kissing her, he understood. He felt strong when he was with her. Strong emotionally. Strong physically. When they were together, he became another Samson. She gave him a feeling of being needed.
She needed him, too. She’d never admit it, of course, never deliberately tell him as much, but it was true.
“You said we needed to talk,” she reminded him. With what seemed like a good deal of effort, she moved away from him.
“Yes,” Brand answered softly, and rubbed a hand along the back of his neck. “What are you doing every day for the next four days?”
“Why?” A worried look dominated her face. Then her eyes, which had been so gentle and submissive only seconds before, flashed to life with a fire that all but scorched Brand. “You don’t need to tell me. You’re only going to be in Seattle four more days.”
Chapter Four
“Why are you so angry?” Brand demanded, not understanding Erin. He was being as honest as he knew how to be with her, and she was looking at him as though he’d just announced he was an ax murderer.
“You know…You know…” She walked over to the cupboard and slammed two ceramic mugs down with enough force to crack the kitchen counter. “From the beginning you’ve known how I feel about navy men.”
“I didn’t mislead you,” he reminded her in as reasonable a tone as he could muster. “You knew from the first I was on a short assignment.”
Grudgingly she answered him with an abrupt nod.
If Brand was upset about anything, it was the fact that he’d waited so long to do as his friend Casey MacNamera had asked and checked up on the old man’s daughter. If Brand had contacted her the first week he’d arrived in Seattle, a lot of things might have worked out differently.
“Here’s your coffee.” The hot liquid sloshed over the edges of the mug when Erin set it on the glass table top.
He pulled out a beige cushioned chair and sat. His hands cupped the mug while he waited, giving Erin the time she needed to sort through her feelings.
It took her far longer than he expected. She paced the kitchen ten or fifteen times, pausing twice, her eyes revealing her confusion and her doubt. Both times she glared at him as though he’d committed unspeakable crimes. After a while, her brisk steps slowed, and she started talking to herself, mumbling something unintelligible.
“Am I forgiven?” Brand asked when she sat in the chair across the table from him.
“Sure,” she answered, giving him a weak smile. “What’s there to forgive?”
“I’m pleased you feel that way.” Because of the abrupt switch in her behavior, Brand didn’t feel as confident.
“Meeting you has…been an interesting experience” was all she’d say.
Brand felt the same way himself. “Can I see you tomorrow?”
“I’m busy.”
Brand frowned, and a sinking sensation attacked the pit of his stomach. “Doing what?”
“I don’t believe that’s any of your concern.”
Oh, boy, here it comes, he mused. “But it is. If you’re attending church services, then I’ll go with you. If you’ve promised a friend you’d help them move, then I’ll cart boxes myself.” If Erin thought the Irish could be stubborn, she had yet to butt heads with the German in him.
“Brand, please don’t make this any more difficult than it already is. I can’t change who I am for you. I told you from the first I don’t want to become involved with anyone in the military, and I meant it. I don’t know why you can’t accept that. And I don’t even want to know. You’re leaving, and when it comes right down to it, I’m glad. It’s for the best.”
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