Название: Sam's Creed
Автор: Sarah McCarty
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Эротика, Секс
isbn: 9781408917732
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Nothing had ever sounded so good. Grabbing Sam’s wrist with both hands, she turned her body and slid off Breeze. It was not her most graceful moment. She kicked the horse’s shoulder and then his knee on her way down. Beyond a snort, he made no complaint. Even when her knee hit his stomach, he didn’t move. By the time her feet touched the ground she was extremely grateful for his training. Every muscle from her ankles to her shoulder blades screamed a protest. She collapsed against Breeze’s side. If it hadn’t been for Sam’s hold, she would have fallen to the ground.
“Whoa, there.”
She glanced up, wanting to cry with the sheer frustration of being so weak at a time when she wanted to be so strong. “Maybe I am not feeling so strong as I thought.”
“It looks that way. Grab on to the saddle for a second.”
She did, wrapping her fingers in the rawhide straps that dangled off assorted leather decorations. Sam swung down behind her. Immediately he wrapped his arm around her waist. Letting go, she let him drag her against him. His shoulder knocked her hat. It fell over her face.
She pushed it back and off. “I hate this hat.”
Before it could slide off her head, he tipped it right back. “Unless you’re fond of mosquitoes in your hair, you might want to leave it on.” With his free hand he untied the bedroll from the back of the saddle. Propping her against the wall, he made short work of rolling out the blankets. Locking her knees, she leaned against the warm rock, too sore and too tired to care anymore how weak she looked to him.
He motioned to the bedroll. “Here, sit.”
It was a long way to the ground. “I think I will stand, thank you.”
“You’ll be fine once you sit down.”
How would he know? She didn’t even turn her head, just stayed propped against the wall. “That is easy for you to say, but much harder for me to do.”
“Are you saying you need help?”
“I am saying I need a whole new body.”
He chuckled, more a vibration of his chest than actual sound.
“Don’t go ordering it until I get done appreciating this one.”
She glared at him. “You have a very inappropriate sense of humor.”
“Seems to work just fine for me.”
“This explains why you are alone.”
“I am not alone. I’m Hell’s Eight, remember?”
He held out his hand. She placed her palm in his.
“You are alone in every way that matters.”
He shook his head. “You think too much.”
“You said I could.”
He braced his arm. “So I did.”
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