Ooh Baby, Baby Part 2. Diana Whitney

reenter the house.

      Travis shuffled his feet and peeked up in that endearing manner that, although clearly manipulative, was nonetheless appealing. “You can sleep easy, Peggy. If you need me, I’ll be right outside.”

      “I won’t need you, Mr. Stockwell.”

      “Now, don’t go getting your back up.”

      “My back is perfectly fine, thank you.”

      “Yes, ma’am, it sure is.” He smiled, a brilliant flash that lit up the night and melted her heart.

      Then a strange thing happened. Their eyes met and held. Travis’s smile faded into an expression of awed confusion. Peggy stood there, frozen, transfixed by a peculiar radiance emanating from his mystified gaze. He was looking at her as if he’d never seen her before, never seen any woman before. There was a reverence in his eyes that took her breath away, and a sensual promise that sent her heart into frantic palpitations.