Carried Away. Donna Kauffman
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Название: Carried Away
Автор: Donna Kauffman
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Контркультура
Серия: Mills & Boon Temptation
isbn: 9781474018340
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“Just a minute.” She tugged a scrap of tank top from the front and held on tight to it. “Close your eyes.”
She felt his fingertips brush her thighs again. “Eyes closed,” he said.
She realized hers were, too. “On three. One, two—now!”
She gripped, he yanked…and the dress gave way and fell to the floor. Right along with her panties.
“Just, uh, just turn around, okay? I can take it from here.”
She opened her eyes as he stood, gulping a little when he seemed suddenly so much taller than before. The heels, she realized. She was not a small woman and it was odd to feel so…petite. Well, not that she’d ever be described as petite, but maybe it was all relative.
“You okay? You look a little flushed.”
“Oxygen deprivation,” she quipped, not bothering to tell him that he, and not the dress, was more to blame for that little problem. She shifted and stood over the pool of sequins…and her panties. “I…um…” Damn, but his eyes were piercing. “Could you…turn around?”
He grinned. “Yes, ma’am.”
She made a face at his back. It was that or smile. And was that uniform padded, or were his shoulders really that broad? They filled her entire line of vision. But she’d had her hands on those shoulders. They were all his.
She hastily pulled on her panties and scooped up the pile of sequins and silk, along with the strappy heels. Clutching the billowy robe against her, she said, “I’m ready.” He turned to face her and all she could think was, Boy, am I ever. Sleep. She desperately needed sleep.
He held out an arm, all spit and polish and blazing baby blues. “I had someone bring my car around back. It’s right outside the door here. I’ll take you directly home.”
She wasn’t sure she should touch any part of him. She wanted to, though. So much so that she gestured in front of them instead. “Lead on.”
He moved to open her door, but she scooted in front of him, climbed in and all but lunged for the seat belt. “I got it.” She reached for the door handle and yanked the door shut in his face. She didn’t even care if it seemed rude. Lord knows he deserved worse, she told herself, no matter how charming and polite he was being now. But no way was he going to touch her again. Sleep. That was what she was going to focus on.
She let her head drop on the back of the seat and closed her eyes, pretending she didn’t know he’d climbed in beside her, all big and warm, with those long fingers wrapped around that steering wheel.
“Listen, I really do want to apologize.”
“Just get me in bed and all is forgiven.” As soon as the words left her mouth, she realized how they sounded. Her eyes popped open and she sat up straight. “I mean—”
He glanced at her and smiled. “I know what you meant.”
She opened her mouth, realized saying anything right now would just make it worse, and let her head drop back again.
He remained mercifully silent on the short ride back to Vivian’s. She was drifting off to sleep when he pulled into the driveway.
“Christy?”
She stifled a yawn and blinked her eyes open. “Here already?” She was so tired she wasn’t sure she’d make it to the bed. Of course, no way was she letting him know that.
“You did want to come back here, right?”
She nodded. “I’m having the floors redone at my place and they didn’t get the sanding done on time, so they were still staining and sealing them when I got home…whatever day it was. I’ve lost track. Vivian let me bunk here.”
“You’re obviously beat and it’s my fault I’ve kept you from catching up on your sleep. I am sincerely sorry.”
She smiled to herself. She was daydreaming about him carrying her off in his arms…and he was telling her she looked about as delectable as day-old bread. Ah, reality. “I know Kate can make even the sanest person go a little nuts when she gets a plan in her head. She should be the one apologizing. To all of us.”
“Let me help you inside.”
“No!” At his surprised look, she calmed down and smiled. “I can take it from here.” She put her hand on the door. “Just how did you get in anyway? Or is that just part of military training?”
“Back door was unlocked. You’d better tell your friend Viv to be more careful about that.”
“She wasn’t exactly thinking clearly when she cut out of here.” She sighed then. “I hope she’s okay.”
“Can’t you call her and tell her the coast is clear?”
“She’s up at her parent’s lake house. She’s planning on staying the weekend and it’s probably just as well. If Eric flew in for the reception then he’s likely staying through tomorrow anyway.”
Just then there was a light tap on a horn and they both turned in time to see a car pull into the drive behind them.
“Oh, great. And here I thought the day couldn’t possibly get any worse.”
“Who is that?”
A tall, blond man climbed out from the car. Dressed in an impeccably cut suit, his hair just as impeccably trimmed. He went directly toward the house, a sense of purpose clear on his handsome face.
Trevor was already opening his door. Christy swore and leaped out of the car first. “Eric, wait.”
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