Christina Crooks Sweet

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.Probably did it twenty times a night.Sudden dismay stabbed at her and she tugged harder, as if getting her dress down to a respectable length would let her reclaim a sense of control.“Thank you very much?”His lips tilted up in an almost-smile.“You’re welcome?” he said gently, in the same questioning tone.She liked him.How could she feel such affection for a stranger?“I hope you’ll…come again.” The devious glint in his eyes made them seem to sparkle.This time she laughed out loud.Emotions pounced on each other in her head like a writhing puppy-pile.Exhilaration topped by humor, lust trading places with apprehension.At the moment affection took preeminence.She craved the solitude of her apartment to sort it out.He seemed to sense it.He stood aside to let her pass.“Until next time, then.”When Lizbeth exited the club, Vivian was nowhere to be seen.3Lizbeth negotiated the stairs up to her second-floor apartment while fumbling for her house key.Soon her home would envelop her.She could take off the stratospheric heels that made her feet hurt and her back ache.She could peel off her dominatrix dress in favor of comfortable old overwashed sleepwear.And, most anticipated of all, she could sort out her feelings about the crazy thing she’d just done.Her ex-boyfriend blocked her front door.“Ted?” She gaped.“What…How…? What a surprise,” she finally managed.“I hadn’t expected visitors from back home.”“Especially not me, I’ll bet,” he said in a Southern drawl she still found endearing after so many years.But then he smirked at her dress, and she remembered why she’d left him.Once one of his charms, his smug knowledge of her became constricting when they’d dated, and downright painful once she’d determined to change.Two rectangular suitcases bracketed him.He’d brought luggage? She allowed a chill into her voice.“I gave my address to you so we could keep in touch, not so you could move in.I’m starting a new life.One without well-meaning friends and family who treat me like the runt of the litter.”“I know we didn’t part on the best of terms…”Lizbeth snorted.“…but you have to face it.The way you left, right after Sasquatch bit you.It made lots of people worry about your state of mind.Your loved ones just don’t want you getting hurt, Michelle.”“It’s Lizbeth now,” she said, the new name still feeling odd in her mouth.He shook his head.“You’ve been a Michelle for your whole life, you can’t just up and change it and expect it to mean anything.” He shifted.She saw how tired he looked.“Can I come in?”Lizbeth watched the man she’d once thought she loved pick up his suitcases.Expectant.She felt the old frustration, and wished she had the strength of will to send him away.He lowered his suitcases again.He gave her a self-effacing shrug.“Please?”Lizbeth ground her teeth.So much for the time and space to sort things out.But what could she do? It was Ted, and he was a thousand miles from home.Just like she was.“Fine.” She edged by him, poked her key into the lock.As she opened her door and stepped inside, she felt her dress ride up her thighs.He whistled.“Wow.You went out like that, huh?” Disapproval laced his voice.She felt a flush of irritation though she’d expected it.What she didn’t expect was his next comment.“It looks good on you.” She felt him following her so closely that she could feel his body heat.Lizbeth turned to stare at him.Ted stood in the middle of her living room, arms folded over blinding white T-shirt, legs positioned enough apart to stake his territory.Which he still seemed to think included her.He frowned at her expression.“Not that you should be wearing it.It could be dangerous.” He looked at her more closely.“You look flushed.Have you been exerting yourself? You didn’t say where you’ve been.”His accusing tone pried at her like fingernails.It made her cranky.“No, I didn’t say.How long will you be staying?”“Just long enough to talk you into coming back home with me [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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