Название: In Bed With The Wild One: In Bed With The Wild One / In Bed With The Pirate
Автор: Colleen Collins
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Зарубежные любовные романы
isbn: 9781474025652
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“How exactly did you think you could help me?” he inquired, trying not to notice how erotic it was when she sucked the marinara sauce off her spaghetti like that.
“Legal help,” she said immediately. “Clearly you’re in a jam.”
“You always operate on so little information?” He shook his head, latching onto a hunk of bread to keep his hands busy. Otherwise he’d be tempted to reach across the table and brush that little smudge of sauce off her chin. “Or did you just have a burning need to work on a merit badge?”
“Oh, I get it.” She gave him this cornball smile, all cutie-pie Midwestern girl, and he started to melt in spite of himself. “Merit badge. ’Cause you think I’m a real Girl Scout. Pretty funny.”
“Yeah. Pretty funny.”
Actually, not funny at all. Could she really be as genuine and sincere as she seemed? Or was she snowing him down to his shoes?
Tyler took a big swallow of wine, watching her, weighing her, mentally taking her apart and putting her back together.
The bottom line was there was just something about Emily. Something about the sparkle in those round, trusting hazel eyes, about the perfect Little Dutch Girl hairdo that seemed to frame her face and make her eyes even bigger, about the bright, uncomplicated radiance of her smile. About the way she attacked her clams with the same gusto she’d kissed him with in Washington Square.
That was something, all right.
And if he didn’t watch himself, he would be falling for her crazy, mixed-up charms. Big-time.
“Great time for that,” he muttered under his breath. “You are on the verge of losing your office, your practice and your kneecaps. Sure, great time to fall for Susie Sorority.”
“What did you say?” she asked politely.
“Nothing.”
“I thought you said something about Sukie Sommersby. Now that would be a coincidence.” Emily laughed, shaking her not-quite-golden brown hair.
Tyler found himself distracted by the way the candlelight played across the fall of her shiny hair.
“Sukie and I go way back.”
“Sorry. Don’t know anybody named Sukie.”
But Emily was off and running, doing this riff on the adventures of her old college chum, who seemed to have lived quite the roller-coaster life. Waving her hands for emphasis, giggling, trying on and discarding goofy accents to sketch the various personages who drifted through Sukie’s madcap escapades, Emily was irresistible.
Her performance also gave him a pretty good idea of why she thought it was acceptable to jump on a plane to San Francisco and then run off on a wild-goose chase once she got there. Because it was what Sukie would do. Damn Sukie. And what kind of name was Sukie, anyway?
Oh, well, at least the collected stories of the life and times of Sukie Sommersby gave him a chance to watch Emily lick the cream out of a cannoli.
There were few pleasures in life to top that.
TYLER FELT ABOUT TEN YEARS older by the time he took her back to Beau’s B and B. Given how giggly and clingy Emily was getting, he probably shouldn’t have poured quite so much wine down her. Or had the last few glasses himself.
Good thing he’d found her credit card when the bill came. Not only did he verify that her name really was Emily Chaplin, but he didn’t have to wash dishes to get them out of Caffe Fiori. By himself, he couldn’t afford the first bottle of Chianti, let alone a second one.
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