No One But You. Carly Bishop
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Название: No One But You
Автор: Carly Bishop
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Зарубежные детективы
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“He did.” He moved his leg to trap her fingers in a particular place.
“Clever boy.”
“Who, me?”
“No. Christo. Are you sure—”
His lips tightened. His whole face. “I’m sure.”
She whispered, “Surrender, Weisz.”
“Uncle.” But he didn’t close his eyes, chose instead to let her see his naked emotion, the pleasure welling up inside him.
They lay together for nearly an hour. Her back ached, and she begged a massage. He kissed her nape after she had managed to roll over, then applied his hand to the task of easing the twinges in her lower back.
They must have looked asleep to Christo. From the door came his best shot at a whisper. “Dad! Dad!”
Garrett sat up thinking this was it. “It’s okay, Christo-man. Mom’s awake. What is it?”
“Uncle Matt. It says Go! and something else.” He launched himself across the room and onto the bed. “What’s it say, Dad?”
Garrett looked over his son’s shoulder at the digital display and then at Kirsten who struggled to sit up as well. “You were right, Christo. It says, Go! It says, Going live, arrival at Bar 0 by 0800.”
Kirsten swallowed. Garrett nodded grimly over Christo’s head. Things had already gone awry, and the danger to Matt was multiplied a hundred times.
Chapter Four
Fiona had just finished turning out Soldier Boy when she heard a vehicle barreling into the yard. She crossed the central stable corridor and craned her neck to see Matt Guiliani wheeling to a stop in the yard. Dex Hanifen came roaring in after him, and braked so hard that the rear tires of the oversize vehicle spun out just as Guiliani stepped down from the Bronco.
She felt herself stiffening with anxiety, half ridden with guilt for what she was about to do.
Dex got out snarling, rushing at Guiliani and stabbing a finger at him in the air. “You pull that kinda stunt again and I will personally—”
“Settle down,” Matt ordered peremptorily. “I want to talk to Fiona.”
“Oh, you know Fiona now, too,” Dex challenged, his voice notching up.
“Matter of fact, I do.”
“I don’t think so. See, I know the people that folks around here associate with, and you are not one of them. And you are no more in charge around here than the little man on the moon.”
She’d never seen Dex taking any crap off anyone, and though he clearly had no intention of taking it now, he’d already been knocked off his pins, reacting in knee-jerk fashion rather than taking control of what went on.
She shoved hard and the stable door glided smoothly open. She was wearing jeans split at the knee, an ancient mauve mohair sweater with a fairly grubby down jacket over it, but from the way Guiliani’s eyes lit up, she might have been wearing a ball gown. As if it had been a too long a time since he’d seen her. Had her.
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