Since he had time,
he went into the kitchen to make breakfast. He pulled out all the stops, fixing
bacon, eggs, pancakes, and even frying up some hash browns. Just as he was
ready to plate the eggs, he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. She was
standing there in one of his T-shirts and a blanket wrapped around her.
It was only with
great effort that he managed not to drop the eggs. Trying to distract himself
he said, “I made breakfast. Hope you’re hungry.” When he looked up, she smiled
and his heart slammed against his chest, making it difficult to breathe. If he
thought she’d been nearly irresistible before . . .
Knowing he had to
get out of there and soon, he set the plates down on the counter. “Everything’s
ready. Help yourself. I’m going—I’m going to grab a shower first.” Then he
quickly brushed past and locked himself in his bedroom.
The problem was
his bedroom was no longer safe. He could smell her everywhere, and that was
before he noticed the tangled sheets.
It had been over
three years since he’d been with a woman. After seeing Carol in bed with his
best friend, the last thing he wanted was any type of female companionship.
He’d been tempted, sure, but even the thought of reliving what he’d been
through with his ex-wife had turned his stomach and easily quashed any desire
he had. He could honestly say he’d never been tempted like this. Elizabeth
Marshall was something he’d never experienced before, and he wasn’t sure that
was a good thing.
He wanted her.
There was no doubt about that. The physical attraction had been obvious from
the first moment he’d laid eyes on her. But he’d dealt with that before.
This . . . was something else, and he had no idea what he was
doing. All he knew was it was driving him insane.
What a great snippet....I do love the intensity of this pairing. Not to mention he is someone who cooks a great breakfast! lol
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Great excerpt! Definitely caught my attention! Here's wishing you many sales on this one!
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