Chapters (50)
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- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
- EPILOGUE
- Teaser Chapter
His interest—among other things—was piqued. He climbed up onto the big four-poster and sprawled on his stomach. Ellie pulled off the towel, leaving him naked and more than a little aroused. Tossing her robe on the foot of the bed, she climbed up beside him in a short, silky lavender nightgown that barely covered her fine little ass.
He hadn’t noticed the bottle of lotion she’d brought with her. He’d mostly been trying to control his building lust. He felt the cooling moisture as she leaned over him, ran her palms across the muscles in his shoulders, began to knead away the tension in his neck.
“Close your eyes,” she said, spreading the lotion over the tired muscles in his back.
“If I do, I’ll see Frank Keller’s dead body.”
“Not for long. I promise.” Her hands never stopped moving, digging into tendons and sinews, smoothing over his skin, moving lower, gently easing away some of the fatigue. He closed his eyes and, little by little, began to relax.
Ellie massaged his thighs, his calves, spent extra time on his feet. He wasn’t sure when he drifted off or how long he slept, but it was a deep, untroubled slumber.
It was midnight when a sound in the house awoke him, and his eyes slowly opened. Rain on the roof, he realized, nothing to worry about. For a moment, he couldn’t remember why he was lying facedown on the quilt on his bed.
Then he remembered. Ellie. He glanced around in search of her, but she was gone. He felt better, just as she’d promised, his mind refreshed and back in control, his focus returned. He wished she had stayed.
The thought unsettled him. She’d come to help him. She had given him what he needed in a manner he hadn’t expected. Not sex, though he thought that she would have responded to him if he’d wanted.
Instead she had sensed a different sort of need. Relief from the burdens he carried, the chance to ease his troubled mind, if only for a while. Ellie had given him a valuable gift.
In his mind’s eye, he saw her in her silky lavender nightgown, all soft, welcoming woman. Kade tossed off the covers, grabbed his jeans off the chair, and slid them on. Barefoot, he headed for the stairs.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
SOFT GRAY, EARLY DAWN LIGHT FILTERED THROUGH THE CURTAINS AT the bedroom window as Ellie slowly opened her eyes. She came fully awake to find herself in a tangle of arms and long, muscular, hair-roughened legs. Curled around her, Kade slept soundly. He had never come to her room before.