His Tempest

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Author: Candice Poarch
heard Cindy’s warning echo in her mind. But it was hard to listen to when desire was speaking louder. She knew she was just another notch on his belt. But what a notch he was!
    Leaning her head against his chest, she closed her eyes tightly. She couldn’t do this.
    He must have felt it the moment she’d changed her mind because he leaned against the door with his hands aligned against the surface, his body was still pressed against hers. She knew how very much he wanted her, and how much she wanted him. Her hands were still gripping him.
    â€œOkay, okay.” He swiped a hand across his face, tried to think logically. He knew it was too soon for intimacy, but his brain wasn’t doing the talking right now.
    Colin looked down at the woman to whom he was molded. She might be saying no with her mouth, but she was still clutching him. What on earth did she think he was made of? Stone?
    She was staring up at him now as if she didn’t know where to take it from there. He blew out a long breath, willed his heartbeat to slow down.
    â€œI hadn’t planned to jump you as soon as you got home. I’d planned maybe a movie, conversation, you know, a get-to-know-you-better kind of thing. My senses just seem to leave me whenever we’re together.”
    He had to keep reminding himself that she was more than a quick turn in the sheets. He would have had her against that door in a second, entered her and had his fill of her, but it wasn’t right.
    He bent and kissed her sweet lips once again. Hers were warm and slightly trembling. He loved their dewy softness, he basked in her response to him. This softness he felt for her was new.
    He eased back from her and pulled her to the sofa where they sat like two teenagers with their parents in the next room. They looked at each other and laughed, easing the tension, if not the desire.
    â€œSo what are your plans for tomorrow? Are you working?” he asked.
    She shook her head. “No. I’ve already quit my job. I’m packing for the trip. My brother is coming in a couple of days to help pack the truck and drive with me to Virginia.”
    â€œI have work tomorrow, but how about I come by tomorrow night, and the next day I’ll help you pack?”
    She hesitated. “Things are moving too fast between us.”
    â€œI’m just offering to pack. We can drive back together. It’ll be a caravan…sort of. I’m driving Maggie Girl back as soon as things are finalized. And I’m taking Brent’s mare also.”
    â€œDid you see Maggie Girl today?” Noelle asked.
    â€œOh, yeah.” Brent chuckled. “We spent some time together. She’s going to love it in Virginia with Diamond Spirit.”
    Exhaling a long breath, Noelle finally relaxed. “Horse lovers are something else.”
    â€œYou think so?”
    â€œI know so.” He looked so sure of himself and so smug, Noelle shook her head.
    â€œAnd I know you’re entirely too enticing.” With that, he stood up. “I’d better go before I end up making a fool of myself.” Without another word, he was out the door.

Chapter 3
    N oelle was definitely curious. Colin seemed nothing like the man Cindy had described. She’d wanted him every bit as much as he wanted her. Not that she thought he was a saint by any stretch of the imagination, but he wasn’t quite the ladykiller, either.
    Too full of energy to sleep, she changed her clothes and was knee-deep in packing when the phone rang.
    â€œHow did it go?” Cindy asked.
    Feeling foolish for her emotions for Colin, Noelle cleared her throat. She wasn’t supposed to feel anything. This was a business deal, but her thoughts weren’t listening to logic. “Fine, I guess.” It had been well over a year since her last serious date and she wasn’t ready to be brought back to reality.
    â€œThe way he was undressing you with his eyes, that’s all you have to
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