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.Ruth hadn't told him, if only for one reason-that she'd be exposingherself."Kyall, this isn't a good idea," she protested as if the sleeping town was all ears."Do you knowwhat time it is?""Thirty minutes past the hour of eleven." Laconically he consulted his watch, then looked back at her,his eyes so ablaze they practically blinded her."Are you going to let me in?"His voice didn't suggest he'd been drinking.Neither did his appearance.The light from inside revealedthe strong planes and angles of his face, the blue-black gloss of his hair."This will be all over town before morning." She stood aside to let him enter, the door so narrow and heso tall and wide-shouldered, she had to ease back."Why should we care?" His smile sparkled with mockery."We're admired by just about everyone intown, aren't we? Hell, Sarah, we're not kids who need supervision.We're both over thirty.And gettingolder every day.I have no woman.You have no man.Neither of us has a child.The fact of the matter isthat we're stuck in a time warp." He moved across the small living room to slump into an armchair,yanking free the top button of his shirt.He looked up, studying her."What happened to us, Sarah? Whythe hell are we marooned like this?"She felt herself flush."Conflict of interests." My interests conflicted with your grandmother's.She wasdetermined to erase me from your life."'I do believe her, though I know she lies,"' he quoted from Shakespeare.His eyes moved over her withhunger.Over her graceful body in the pink satin robe, lingering on the lilac-shadowed cleft of herbreasts."I'd swear you had a light beneath your skin," he whispered."It actually glows.""It's the pink satin," she offered shakily, glancing around, not knowing whatt to do when she wasassailed by an answering desire.Throughout her pregnancy, she'd dreamed of Kyall charging in like aknight of old to rescue her, vanquishing his grandmother.If only he had been there to share in herexperience.If only she'd had his support.At least he'd been spared her terrible grief, although she knewin her heart he mightn't see it that way.She realized now that Kyall wouldn't have minded being "stuckwith a baby." Considering that neither of them had progressed to finding other partners, they might justas well have waited a few years, then got married.She still couldn't work out how her baby had come tofile:///E|/My%20Library/books/ROMANCE/margaret%20wa.crossing/1%20sarah's%20baby%20TXT/sarahs%20baby.txt (51 of 131)11/05/2010 14:33:35 file:///E|/My%20Library/books/ROMANCE/margaret%20way/koomera%20crossing/1%20sarah's%20baby%20TXT/sarahs%20baby.txtdie, although she'd seen the death certificate.She'd done all the right things.She was young and healthy.Her baby had looked perfect.She couldn't understand it.And she couldn't get over it.There was noburial place to visit.Not even the baby's ashes to keep or to scatter.Ruth McQueen had taken charge ofeverything.Ruth McQueen and Nurse Fairweather'? Oh, yes, she had a lot of unfinished business in this town."Sarah, where are you?" Kyall asked."Some far place where I can't reach you?""I was thinking.A bad habit of mine.""Don't drive me away.Don't, Sarah," he begged."I made one big mistake in my life.I don't want tomake another.Come here to me."She went slowly, standing before him.He took one of her hands, kissed it."What's made you the wayyou are, Sarah? I know you wanted to be a doctor.I know you're a good one.But don't you want a fulllife? Doesn't that mean family?""What do you want from me, Kyall? What do you expect from me?" Her body was trembling andsinging both at the same time."A bloody sight more than I'm getting." Roughly he pulled her down into his arms, hands very firm."Iwant you to marry me.I've never wanted anything more in my life."Her face reflected conflict and the fever that was in her.If he knew about their child, he might hate her.He might attach rightful blame."You don't have to answer now," he said, fearful he might lose her all over again."But let me love you.I'mdone with words." His hand clenched her hair."Far better to make you ache for me." His hand strokedher breast, taking its soft weight, his thumb seeking and finding the already erect nipple while sensationhammered away at him.What was romantic love? A sickness with no cure?She moaned, unable not to.Still he didn't kiss her, holding her face away.Finally, in an agitated flurry just as he intended, she lifted her arms to encircle his neck, a silken rope tobind him to her."What I want is you, calling up the magic." There was no tenderness in his tone.More an edge of sexualhostility for the humiliations she had caused him.Then, before she could say a word, he brought down his mouth to silence her, tasting the honey andlemon of her breath.How this woman assaulted his every sense! He wanted to do things to her he'dnever thought to do with any other woman.He was desperate for her, straining her to him.His hand slidfrom her breast over the firm flesh of her stomach, moved lower.lower.He knew she wanted itbecause she didn't stop him.It was ravishing to know her body, but he wanted more, much more.Hewanted it to be absolutely his.He wanted her heart and her soul.Passion raged through him.He found and freed the single satin button that held the low V of hernightgown together.Then he peeled the fabric down, so that it pooled around her waist."How beautifulyou are." He abandoned himself to the sheer erotic pleasure of looking at her.The flowering buds of hernipples were tight with arousal, pink at the edge, rose at the center.They demanded to be suckled.Helowered his head, his mouth eager and hungry.She gripped his head, as his every nerve end twitched and sizzled.He could feel her body shakingconvulsively at his ministrations.He could hear her utter his name on one long-drawn-out moan.It was apowerful incitement to finish what he'd started [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.Ruth hadn't told him, if only for one reason-that she'd be exposingherself."Kyall, this isn't a good idea," she protested as if the sleeping town was all ears."Do you knowwhat time it is?""Thirty minutes past the hour of eleven." Laconically he consulted his watch, then looked back at her,his eyes so ablaze they practically blinded her."Are you going to let me in?"His voice didn't suggest he'd been drinking.Neither did his appearance.The light from inside revealedthe strong planes and angles of his face, the blue-black gloss of his hair."This will be all over town before morning." She stood aside to let him enter, the door so narrow and heso tall and wide-shouldered, she had to ease back."Why should we care?" His smile sparkled with mockery."We're admired by just about everyone intown, aren't we? Hell, Sarah, we're not kids who need supervision.We're both over thirty.And gettingolder every day.I have no woman.You have no man.Neither of us has a child.The fact of the matter isthat we're stuck in a time warp." He moved across the small living room to slump into an armchair,yanking free the top button of his shirt.He looked up, studying her."What happened to us, Sarah? Whythe hell are we marooned like this?"She felt herself flush."Conflict of interests." My interests conflicted with your grandmother's.She wasdetermined to erase me from your life."'I do believe her, though I know she lies,"' he quoted from Shakespeare.His eyes moved over her withhunger.Over her graceful body in the pink satin robe, lingering on the lilac-shadowed cleft of herbreasts."I'd swear you had a light beneath your skin," he whispered."It actually glows.""It's the pink satin," she offered shakily, glancing around, not knowing whatt to do when she wasassailed by an answering desire.Throughout her pregnancy, she'd dreamed of Kyall charging in like aknight of old to rescue her, vanquishing his grandmother.If only he had been there to share in herexperience.If only she'd had his support.At least he'd been spared her terrible grief, although she knewin her heart he mightn't see it that way.She realized now that Kyall wouldn't have minded being "stuckwith a baby." Considering that neither of them had progressed to finding other partners, they might justas well have waited a few years, then got married.She still couldn't work out how her baby had come tofile:///E|/My%20Library/books/ROMANCE/margaret%20wa.crossing/1%20sarah's%20baby%20TXT/sarahs%20baby.txt (51 of 131)11/05/2010 14:33:35 file:///E|/My%20Library/books/ROMANCE/margaret%20way/koomera%20crossing/1%20sarah's%20baby%20TXT/sarahs%20baby.txtdie, although she'd seen the death certificate.She'd done all the right things.She was young and healthy.Her baby had looked perfect.She couldn't understand it.And she couldn't get over it.There was noburial place to visit.Not even the baby's ashes to keep or to scatter.Ruth McQueen had taken charge ofeverything.Ruth McQueen and Nurse Fairweather'? Oh, yes, she had a lot of unfinished business in this town."Sarah, where are you?" Kyall asked."Some far place where I can't reach you?""I was thinking.A bad habit of mine.""Don't drive me away.Don't, Sarah," he begged."I made one big mistake in my life.I don't want tomake another.Come here to me."She went slowly, standing before him.He took one of her hands, kissed it."What's made you the wayyou are, Sarah? I know you wanted to be a doctor.I know you're a good one.But don't you want a fulllife? Doesn't that mean family?""What do you want from me, Kyall? What do you expect from me?" Her body was trembling andsinging both at the same time."A bloody sight more than I'm getting." Roughly he pulled her down into his arms, hands very firm."Iwant you to marry me.I've never wanted anything more in my life."Her face reflected conflict and the fever that was in her.If he knew about their child, he might hate her.He might attach rightful blame."You don't have to answer now," he said, fearful he might lose her all over again."But let me love you.I'mdone with words." His hand clenched her hair."Far better to make you ache for me." His hand strokedher breast, taking its soft weight, his thumb seeking and finding the already erect nipple while sensationhammered away at him.What was romantic love? A sickness with no cure?She moaned, unable not to.Still he didn't kiss her, holding her face away.Finally, in an agitated flurry just as he intended, she lifted her arms to encircle his neck, a silken rope tobind him to her."What I want is you, calling up the magic." There was no tenderness in his tone.More an edge of sexualhostility for the humiliations she had caused him.Then, before she could say a word, he brought down his mouth to silence her, tasting the honey andlemon of her breath.How this woman assaulted his every sense! He wanted to do things to her he'dnever thought to do with any other woman.He was desperate for her, straining her to him.His hand slidfrom her breast over the firm flesh of her stomach, moved lower.lower.He knew she wanted itbecause she didn't stop him.It was ravishing to know her body, but he wanted more, much more.Hewanted it to be absolutely his.He wanted her heart and her soul.Passion raged through him.He found and freed the single satin button that held the low V of hernightgown together.Then he peeled the fabric down, so that it pooled around her waist."How beautifulyou are." He abandoned himself to the sheer erotic pleasure of looking at her.The flowering buds of hernipples were tight with arousal, pink at the edge, rose at the center.They demanded to be suckled.Helowered his head, his mouth eager and hungry.She gripped his head, as his every nerve end twitched and sizzled.He could feel her body shakingconvulsively at his ministrations.He could hear her utter his name on one long-drawn-out moan.It was apowerful incitement to finish what he'd started [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]