Читать книгу These Arms of Mine - Judy Lynn Hubbard - Страница 3
Оглавление“You’ll have to do better than this, or you won’t convince anyone that you’re madly in love with me.”
He lowered his head toward hers.
She continued to struggle in vain. His lips were mere inches from hers, and one hand remained around her waist, while the other moved to her hair. He released her silky tresses from their confining clasp, allowing the shoulder-length tendrils to slide over his fingers as he pulled her resisting mouth toward his. As he had known it would, her hair felt like silk against his fingers. His appreciative eyes swept her distraught face thoroughly.
“I prefer your hair loose, remember?”
“Mr. Ashton, I don’t care what you prefer.”
“Oh, but you will care.” Her voice caught in her throat at his softly voiced promise. “Call me Derrick.”
“No.” She strained against his ironclad embrace.
“You’ll say my name on moans of passion in just a few seconds.”
“Never.”
She knew her denial lacked believability because her voice was breathless and a strange feeling began forming in her suddenly churning stomach.
“We’ll see.”
Before she could acidly respond, determined lips closed over hers in a strong caress.
