Rule's Property
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She continued to search his expression, her eyes turning serious, until a tiny smile lifted her lips. “Okay, I understand.”
“Do you, sweetheart?”
“Yeah, I do.” She gave him a soft, bittersweet smile as she ran her fingers through his hair. “You never want me to be sad again, not even in make-believe.”
He lifted his hands to her hair, gripping her at the scalp. “That’s right. I want you to be happy. Always happy. Like you make me and the kids.”
Her bittersweet smile turned so sweet that his stomach flipped. “You don’t need to worry. I’m always happy, Nick. You and the kids are my happiness.”
He felt a shot of instant relief, and unable to wait a second longer, his lips dropped to hers and he began kissing her like he planned on doing for the rest of his life.
The End
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Sarah left the restroom and began walking down the darkened corridor toward the main area of the dancehall. She hadn’t taken more than ten steps when her wrist was enclosed by a strong, ruthless grip that pulled her into a dark room. The door was slammed shut, trapping her inside a room that was in shadows, only a subtle glow from a small table lamp negating the otherwise darkened interior of the room.
Her spine landed against the closed door, and a hard, masculine hand came up and covered her mouth, cutting off the scream that tried to leave her throat. Fear, vivid and real slammed through her and made her pulse take off so fast she could barely concentrate enough to breathe through her nose. Her mind ran away from her as every nightmare she’d ever had hit her from all sides.
The need for flight kicked in and as her eyes widened in fright, she began struggling against the man who held her.
He controlled her easily, dominating her entirely, and gave her one shake before she felt his hot breath in her ear. “Sarah.”
She recognized that voice easily and went completely slack with the shock of discovery. A huge feeling of relief that she wasn’t about to be brutally violated engulfed her. She swallowed behind the hand that held her mouth; at least, she didn’t think she would be violated. Butterflies immediately followed the relief as she realized it was his steely muscles that surrounded her. His hand stayed over her mouth, but he lifted his head from the side of her hair where he’d spoken her name, and now he looked into her face.
She was starting to adjust to the darkened room; she had no trouble making out his features. His eyes glittered down into hers and she could see them smoldering with lethal fire. The sexual significance of the moment hit her deep inside, the aggressive hold that dominated her had a stark, primal connotation that incapacitated her and rendered her helpless.
“You’re safe. I only want to talk to you.” His voice was firm, his jaw clamped, and she swallowed deeply, managing a small nod of her head.
Her heart was banging loudly in her chest, she breathed roughly through her nose, and excitement that she couldn’t deny, laced with fear and panic, skittered down her spine.
He continued to hold his hand over her mouth, taking his time to release her as he pressed his torso into hers and tightened the hand that still held her wrist captive. She felt her eyes flare and she knew he must see the apprehension in them.
“I’m going to take my hand away now. Don’t. Scream.” His words were rough, resonating deeply in the small room.
She swallowed and remained still.
He slowly lifted his hand from her mouth but continued to hold her wrist in an intractable grasp. His palm left her mouth and slid to her cheek, then to her scalp as his fingers fisted in her hair and held her trapped. The talk he wanted to have with her must have been secondary, because the moment his eyes fell to her lips she felt a groan shudder through his chest and then his mouth lowered to hers.
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Other Works by Lynda Chance:
Pursuit
The Mistress Mistake
Marco’s Redemption
Under the Cowboy’s Control
His Indecent Proposal
Ranchers of Chatum County Series:
Staking His Claim
Sarah’s Surrender
The Redwood Falls Series:
Josh and Hannah (Redwood Falls, Book One)
An Eye for an Eye (Redwood Falls, Book Two)
Historical Westerns:
The Sheriff and the Innocent Housekeeper
The Rancher’s Virgin Acquisition
Temptation in Texas:
The Thrill of the Chase
Mike and Megan
Logan and Lauren
The Louisiana Liaisons Series:
Seduced by the American Millionaire
Blackmailed Into Bed
Bedded by the Boss