Lone Heart: Red Hot Weekend (2012)
“At the doorway, he paused. Candles burned in small hurricane lanterns set on the mantle and the end tables beside the couch, lending the room a golden glow.
Charli sat on the sofa, dressed in jeans and a soft blouse, her legs curled beneath her and her hands wrapped around a glass of red wine. She wore her hair down and it gleamed in the candlelight. It looked soft, and he couldn’t wait to bury his nose in it to see whether it smelled like fruit again or flowers.
There were so many things he couldn’t wait to discover about Charli Kudrow, first being what had put the faraway look on her face. She seemed sad, and he wasn’t having it. The last thing he’d allow was for her to have any regrets that he would be the man sharing her bed this night.
“Evenin’, Miz Kudrow,” he said softly so as not to startle her.
She wrinkled her nose. “You just tryin’ to get a rise out of me?” “Maybe I’m hoping you’ll return the favor.” Her lips curved into a sweet, shy smile.
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