A Family After All. Kathy Altman
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Название: A Family After All
Автор: Kathy Altman
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
Серия: Mills & Boon Superromance
isbn: 9781474045537
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He dragged in a breath. So that was what this was all about. Her friend was pregnant and now Liz was feeling domestic.
Shit.
“Well, I think it’s exciting,” she said. Her hand rested on his biceps, heating his skin through the sleeve of his shirt. “Where are we going?”
He blinked back a round of baby-ass tears and offered up a muttered “You’ll see.”
Twenty minutes later, he parked at an unused entrance to a golf course, divided from the lake by a strip of woods that, thanks to erosion, was a lot skinnier than Marcus remembered. Dusk was on its way. The autumn evening had taken on a grayish tinge, which meant the woods would be murky. He got out of the truck, grabbed a flashlight from behind the seat and tipped his head toward the lake. “Want to give it a go?”
“Is there a path?” She cast a doubtful glance at her heels. “Maybe I should take these off.”
“There used to be a trail covered in pine needles. If it’s overgrown, we’ll turn back.”
“Used to be? When was this?”
“When I was a boy.” After she slipped out of her shoes, he hesitated and shook his head. “Wait. This is a bad idea. Your feet will get cold. How about we go grab a hamburger and I’ll show you another time?”
“No way. We had a bargain. You’d show me yours and I’d show you mine.” The naughty in her voice and the alluring curve of her lips thickened the breath in his lungs.
“I don’t think our bargain included an X-rated show-and-tell,” he said lightly.
Her smile sagged. She opened her door and hopped out. “When we’re done here? You owe me that hamburger.”
Wincing at the disenchantment in her tone, he joined her where she stood on the faded pavement in front of the truck. Her head was cocked. He heard it, too. The constant heavy rumble of a waterfall. His pulse kicked into an awkward sprint.
“Show me,” she said.
He didn’t have to use the flashlight. Not yet. He guided her along a path that led to the stream feeding the falls. The rich smell of damp earth rose up around them, and the rumbling grew into a thunderous rush as the woods opened up. He captured her hand, and together they stepped out onto a bluff that rose a good thirty feet above Lake Erie.
“I’d come to this spot whenever I could,” he murmured. “The foaming fury of the waterfall next to the calmness of the lake—it fascinated me. Called to me, too.” He looked over at her, admiring her pale features, flushed peach by the disappearing sun. “More than once I came close to jumping.”
Her whole body shook—briefly, violently. She released his hand and swiped at the shocked tears that sprang into her eyes.
“All I wanted was to feel normal,” he said, pushing the words over the hot swell of emotion in his throat. “You can’t feel normal when everyone looks at you like you’re a freak.”
“You’re not a freak. Your stepfather? The other men who molested you? They’re the freaks.” She swiped again at her cheeks, wiped her palms on her jeans and took a deep breath. “And anyway, if it’s normal you want to feel, I can help with that.”
A split second later, she was on him, her hands sliding around to the back of his neck, her breasts getting cozy with his chest.
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