Bride Of Shadow Canyon. Stacey Kayne
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Название: Bride Of Shadow Canyon
Автор: Stacey Kayne
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Историческая литература
Серия: Mills & Boon Historical
isbn: 9781408916506
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He didn’t like the power this woman had over his body. He shook his head in self-disgust and secured a leather thong around the end of her silky hair. Twenty-three. She’s twenty-three! Ben’s wife was only a year younger, a girl he’d helped raise and considered his daughter in every way that mattered. Rachell was too damn young for him.
“Finished.” He flipped the braid over her shoulder. He pulled out the bonnet he’d tucked into his waistband while folding up his bedroll, and tugged it onto her head.
“Thank you.” Rachell scooted out from between his legs before she got to her feet.
Jed actually winced as he watched her rise, the vivid image of her sweetly shaped backside flashing in his mind. Dear God, he was pathetic. He hung his head like a whipped dog, resting his forearms on his raised knees.
What in blazes is wrong with me? He wasn’t a man deprived of the physical pleasures of a woman, yet his body was behaving like that of a sex-starved coal miner. Having seen every smooth inch of Rachell’s skin hadn’t helped matters.
“Jed?”
“Yeah?” he said without looking up.
“Are we leaving?”
“Yeah. Just…give me a minute.”
“Are you feeling ill?”
“Not exactly,” he mumbled.
He took a deep breath, then rose to his feet, obviously a bit too soon. The blunt proof of his stray thoughts still pressed against the confinement of his pants. Rachell’s wide eyes seemed to home right in on it.
“What the hell do you expect to happen when a man has a beautiful woman sitting between his legs, all soft and smiling?”
Her gaze darted up as her cheeks flamed to a bright red. “I, I didn’t mean…that is, I wasn’t—”
“I know!”
Why did I have to braid her hair? Now she truly looked like a frightened schoolgirl in braids and a bonnet.
“Don’t worry,” he said as he turned and walked away. “I’m not a rutting beast. I can control myself.”
At least he used to be able to.
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