Читать книгу The Baby Bet: His Secret Son - Joan Elliott Pickart - Страница 2
Оглавление“Is he dead?”
Andrew said, his voice choked with emotion as he gripped her shoulders. “Did I kill him? Oh, God, please don’t tell me that Robert died.”
“No, no,” Kara said quickly. “Robert is holding his own. I saw you standing all alone and…”
Kara’s words trailed off as she lost her train of thought. She was suddenly aware of the incredible heat that was rushing through her from Andrew’s hands where they were still gripping her upper arms. Her breasts were heavy, achy, yearning for a soothing touch that only Andrew could provide.
Dear heaven, what was this man doing to her? She should step back, force him to remove his hands, but she was pinned in place by the mesmerizing depths of his dark brown eyes.
MacAllister eyes.
