Название: Desert Wolf
Автор: Linda Thomas-Sundstrom
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
isbn: 9781474063487
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She considered shouting, No. Actually, I’m standing here in my underwear, feeling like an idiot. What do you expect?
She said with effort, “You’ve helped to ease the fright that thing gave me. So, thanks.”
He waited, as if unsure about how to respond to her remark. Then he nodded and left the room, closing the door softly behind him as though nothing had happened, or almost happened, between them that deserved any kind of explanation.
Paxton’s legs gave out the second she heard the door snap shut. Holding on to the air conditioner for support, she parted the curtains and looked out.
When Grant reached the parking lot, he looked up at her with a somber expression on his handsome face that caused a reactionary ripple between the thighs the man had nearly been on intimate terms with. Grant Wade was gorgeous, for sure, and had almost made her forget herself. Throughout history, good-looking guys like this one had ruled what happened on motel mattresses.
It just happened that Grant’s willpower had won out tonight in the absurd onset of lust between a couple of strangers destined to oppose each other over her father’s will.
“Let that be a lesson about future negotiations,” she muttered, feeling slightly unnerved.
Stumbling sideways, she face-planted on the bed, listening to her skyrocketing heartbeat begin to slow down before bouncing back up to make sure the door was locked. After that, she was back at the window, expecting to find Grant still out there, perhaps feeling as foolish as she did. She was unable to explain why the fact that he wasn’t in that parking lot left her feeling disappointed.
The truck was gone. He had gone. Only his scent lingered in the room, and Paxton closed her eyes as she breathed it in.
“All right. Okay,” she said with finality. “What’s done is done.”
That truck wasn’t going to magically reappear because she wished it would. Nor could she replay what had happened and give it a better outcome. So with her dad’s will in mind, Paxton turned her thoughts to more serious possibilities for Grant Wade’s behavior and his sudden disappearance.
What if it hadn’t been willpower that ended their near-miss lust fest? What if he had been messing with her?
Maybe Grant supposed he could chase her away by combining the fine arts of shame and seduction. Maybe he planned to have sex with her and then talk her into caving on her requests. Kiss her into giving him what he wanted. Corner her into pursuing new negotiations by proving himself the better negotiator.
What if he had somehow planted that bear on the road to Desperado, hoping she would turn around and head back to town?
He had, after all, been out there. He had found her on the road.
Then what? He planned to take advantage of the situation and play at being a white knight for a damsel in distress?
Paxton sagged against the wall. If any of those things proved to be true, Grant Wade would be a devil in disguise. A monster.
“Unfair tactics hidden behind such a pretty face?” Paxton grumbled as she stared at the empty space where the blue truck had been parked.
“So you know, Mr. Cowboy, I’ve always been stubborn, so I will take up this challenge and be here in the morning. Just you wait and see. You can’t get rid of me that easily.”
If Grant had somehow manipulated the whole second half of this long day for his own benefit—the ride in his truck, the meal at the café, chasing her in the desert in the dark, the kiss and what else had almost happened in this room...
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