Her Passionate Protector. Laurey Bright
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Название: Her Passionate Protector
Автор: Laurey Bright
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Зарубежные детективы
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Not hard, she thought. Any female—and she was one—could hardly fail to appreciate a man as good-looking as Brodie, especially when he was cooking for her, with evident enjoyment and expertise. As a seduction technique it was probably almost fail-safe. Not that he seemed to have any such intention at the moment.
She moved to one of the wicker chairs and they talked about the planned voyage while he chopped and sautéed and added ingredients to the mixture simmering on the stove.
He refilled her glass and she began to feel pleasantly relaxed, resting her elbows on the counter in front of her while a tempting aroma filled the big room, and night began to darken the corners.
Brodie switched on lights in the kitchen, but behind her the room remained shadowed.
He handed her a fork and put two well-filled plates on the counter, then pulled out a stool from under it and sat down opposite her, offering red wine.
“I’ll stick to white,” she said, allowing him to refill her glass again. She’d be walking to the Imperial so wasn’t too bothered about drinking, but would make this the last glass. She didn’t want to go reeling back to the hotel. And besides, experience and the tug of reluctant attraction that Brodie engendered in her was a warning to take care not to let down her accustomed guard over her emotions.
The nasi goreng was fragrant, spicy and delicious, but she couldn’t quite finish the pile he’d heaped on her plate, pushing the remains away regretfully.
“You don’t like my cooking?” he growled.
“It’s wonderful, but just a bit too much for me.” She looked up and realized he’d been teasing.
“You didn’t do too badly,” he conceded.
He put crackers and a couple of cheeses on the counter, which she nibbled while he made coffee.
“Shall we sit over there?” he suggested when he’d poured it, indicating the darkened sitting room. “There’s a light switch by the door if you want to turn it on.”
Wondering if he’d noticed her slight hesitation, Sienna flicked the switch, then settled on one end of the big sofa.
Brodie took the other end. “We could watch some TV if you like,” he offered.
“I don’t mind, if you want to.”
“Not specially. Most of it’s pretty depressing.”
Brodie probably didn’t allow himself to be depressed often. He seemed like the kind of person who tackled life head-on and if something bothered him he’d do something about it, not sit around thinking how awful it was. The way Sienna tried to organize her own life. She didn’t want to sink into the kind of despair that had engulfed her mother after her father’s defection, which still dimmed her enjoyment of life and prevented her from moving forward. A long time ago Sienna and her brother had realized that they were little compensation for the loss of a husband.
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