Always an Eaton. Rochelle Alers
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Название: Always an Eaton
Автор: Rochelle Alers
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
Серия: Mills & Boon Kimani Arabesque
isbn: 9781472083074
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A wide grin creased Preston’s face. “If you’re talking about a romance novel, then Rose Tucker is truly a heroine.”
“Is she going to marry her hero?”
“I don’t know. I think she’s still a little skittish about marriage, because she hasn’t sold her condo. They divide their time living at his house during the week, and come into the city to stay at her condo on the weekend. It doesn’t bother me or Yolanda if they never marry, as long as they’re happy.”
“Where does your sister live?” Chandra knew she was asking Preston a lot of questions, but she’d come to appreciate the sound of his sonorous baritone voice.
Settling back against the leather seat, she closed her eyes when he talked about his older sister, his brother-in-law and two sets of identical twin nephews. Again, she wondered why he hadn’t married and fathered children when he told of the outings with his nephews. She opened her eyes when he patted her knee.
“Tell me about your family so I know what to expect.”
Chandra recognized landmarks that indicated they were only blocks from her sister’s house. “Too late. We’re almost there.”
Preston groaned aloud when the voice coming from the GPS directed him to turn right at the next street. He’d wanted Chandra to brief him as to her relatives. “Did you tell your folks you were bringing a guest?”
“Nope.”
Decelerating, he maneuvered into a parking space across the street from a three-story Colonial. “Did they expect you to bring a guest?”
Chandra unbuckled her seat belt. “If you’re asking whether I normally attend family functions with a man, then the answer is no. It’s been more than three years since I’ve had a serious boyfriend.”
Smiling, Preston rested his right arm over the back of her seat. “So, I’m your boyfriend?”
She flashed an attractive moue. “No, P.J., you’re a friend.”
He leaned closer. “Do you think I’ll ever be your boyfriend?”
Chandra leaned closer until she was inhaling the moist warmth of Preston’s breath. “You can if...”
“If what?” he whispered.
“You can if I can trust you.”
Preston froze. “What’s with you and the trust thing?”
“It’s very important to me, Preston. Without trust there can be no boyfriend, girlfriend, no relationship.”
He smiled. “Are you amenable to something that goes beyond platonic?”
Chandra blinked. “I am, but only—”
“If you can trust me,” he said, completing her sentence.
“Yes.”
Preston angled his head, pressing his mouth to Chandra’s, reveling in the velvety warmth of her parted lips. It had been years since he’d sat in a car kissing a woman but there was something about Chandra Eaton that made him feel like an adolescent boy. First it was the unexpected erection after reading her erotic dreams and now it was having her close.
“You have my solemn vow that I will never give you cause to mistrust me.”
Chandra quivered at the gentle tenderness of the kiss, and in that instant she wanted to trust Preston not because she wanted to but needed to. Every man she’d met after Laurence had become a victim of her acerbic tongue and negative attitude whenever they’d expressed an interest in her.
She’d loved Laurence, expecting to spend the rest of her life with him, but when he caved under pressure from his family, her faith in the opposite sex was shattered—almost beyond repair. However, Preston Tucker was offering a second chance. She didn’t expect marriage, not because he was a confirmed bachelor, but because it didn’t figure into her short-term plans.
Chandra wanted to secure a teaching position, settle into her new residence, and dating Preston would become an added bonus. “I believe you,” she whispered, succumbing to the forceful, drugging possession of his lips. It was with supreme reluctance that she ended the kiss. “Let’s stop before one of the kids see us. I don’t want to send my nieces the wrong message, that it’s okay to make out in a car.”
Preston’s lids lowered, he successfully concealed his innermost feelings from the woman he wanted to make love to with a need that bordered on desperation. He knew it was her beauty, poise, intelligence and sensuality that fueled his obsession.
“The curtain just came down on the first act.”
Chandra smiled up at him through her lashes. “When do we begin act two?”
“Tonight.”
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