The Merciless Travis Wilde. Sandra Marton. Читать онлайн. Newlib. NEWLIB.NET

Автор: Sandra Marton
Издательство: HarperCollins
Серия: Mills & Boon Modern
Жанр произведения: Контркультура
Год издания: 0
isbn: 9781472001863
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help. The women were—big. Big hair. Big boobs. Big everything.

      People were looking at her.

      Indeed they are, Genevieve. That’s what people do, when a woman all dressed up walks into a place like this.

      Oh, God. Even her alter-ego thought she’d made a mistake!

      Her heart leaped into her throat. She wanted to turn around and go right out the door.

      But it was too late.

      A man was walking toward her.

      Not walking. Sauntering, was more accurate, his long stride slow and easy, more than a match for his lazy smile.

      Her breath caught.

      His eyes were dark. His hair was the color of rich, dark coffee. It was thick, and longer than a man’s hair should be, longer, anyway, than the way men in her world wore it, and she had the swift, almost overwhelming desire to bury her hands in it.

      Plus, he was tall.

      Tall and long and lean and muscled.

      You could almost sense the hard delineation of muscle in his wide shoulders and arms and chest, and—and she was almost certain he had a—what did you call it? A six-pack, that was it. A six-pack right there, in his middle.

      A middle that led down to—down to his lower middle.

      To more muscle, a different kind of muscle, hidden behind faded denim …

      Her cheeks burned.

      Her gaze flew up again, over, what, all six foot two, six foot three of him. Flew up over worn boots, jeans that fit his long legs and narrow hips like a second skin, a T-shirt that clung to his torso.

      Their eyes met.

      Tall as she was, especially in the stilettos, she had to look up for that to happen.

      He smiled.

      Her mouth went dry. He was, in a word, gorgeous.

      “Baby,” he said in a husky voice. “What took you so long?”

       Huh?

      Nobody knew she’d been coming here tonight. She hadn’t even known it herself, until she’d pulled into the parking lot.

      “Excuse me?”

      His smile became a grin. Could grins be sexy and hot? Oh yes. Yes, they could.

      “Only if you ask real nice,” he said, and then, without any warning, she was in his arms and his mouth was on hers.

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