messy, and as far as her father was concerned that kind of behavior wasted time and cluttered the air.
“And he’s headed to the hotel,” she said, giggling like a teenager. “He sounded nervous.”
“Imagine that,” Sam said, tilting her head and lifting a brow. “Being asked by his best friend to have sex with her lover could make a guy a bit nervous.”
Her stomach fluttered at her own words. Heat burst there and radiated outward to her breasts, nipples poking against the lace of her bra. An empty ache settled between her legs. She hadn’t realized how much she’d missed a man inside her until they began talking about the possibility of inviting a third to their bed. There was no going back. Hunger had become a living thing.
Eve sighed and smoothed her hands up her legs, pulling the fabric of the skirt with them. “He said he could think of little else. I know how he feels. This week has lasted forever.” Eve toyed with the hem, teasing. Lust coiled tight in Sam’s stomach at the mingling of mischief and desire in Eve’s eyes.
If the partners or other colleagues knew what lay beneath the conservative clothing and level-headed manner, they’d be shocked to the tips of their deerskin loafers.
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Now let’s enter the sleepy town of Awry, where the secrets of the past are beginning to howl like the wind.
Hearts A Plenty
(Vintage Love, Book 1)
Copyright © 2010 Rosemary Gunn
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Claire and Jared love each other. The only snag in their relationship is the love Claire also feels for Mark, her step brother. A twist of fate has Mark staying with Claire and Jared the week prior to Thanksgiving. As the sexual energy explodes, inhibitions and thoughts of family ties go up in smoke.
They are quickly engaged in the erotic games they have longed to play, but will the delicious bond they share be strong enough to withstand the scrutiny around the Thanksgiving table?
Chapter One
“Of course, I’ll be there. It’s been weeks since I’ve seen you and Daddy and I’m dying to see Jill’s baby.”
Claire Mason wandered around the living room as she talked on the phone, a habit that Jared Young had enjoyed watching during their many months of dating. As part owner of an architectural salvage business, Claire’s place had an eclectic blend of many different eras, but none of that mattered to Jared. He’d been content in the office/living area above his restaurant before more of his stuff started staying at her place than his.
Now she stopped and leaned her forehead against the wall. The lavender in the old metal newspaper box secured upright usually helped to calm her, but it wasn’t working tonight. She closed her eyes and shook her head, maybe hoping that some of that response to whatever Dorothy was saying would travel telepathically through the phone.
Jared had been sitting on the sofa watching Claire as she talked to her stepmother, but now went to her and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. She wore a white tailored blouse with a classy high neck, unbuttoned just enough to hint at the delicious upper curves of her breasts and a tan wool skirt hugged her hips. It made no difference to him what she wore, she always looked beautiful. She’d attended a meeting today, but her t-shirts and jeans got him riled up as well. He’d like it if she’d just wear nothing at all.
She settled against him. He heard and felt the steadying breath she took, knowing she drew strength from his touch. He had a feeling about where the topic, and had turned it was confirmed by her next words.
“And Mark knows of this proposed
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