Maggie Shayne - Wings in the Night 03 by Twilight Illusions

Maggie Shayne - Wings in the Night 03 by Twilight Illusions

Author:Twilight Illusions [Illusions, Twilight]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-09-24T16:41:38+00:00


Shannon opened her eyes to see Da mien standing at the foot of the bed, staring at her. His black eyes blazed. His jaw was tight, his stance rigid.

He said nothing, just watched her.

She sat up, let the covers fall away from her body, and realized she was naked beneath them. She drew a gasp and jerked the covers up to her neck again. Then lifted her gaze to his. It hadn't wavered. She knew he'd seen her breasts for just an instant. She felt heat moving up through her face, a rush of embarrassment, and she couldn't keep looking at him. Her chin lowered until she saw only her fist, clutching the blankets to her throat.

She felt a tug. Then another. She glanced up fast. Da mien held the bedclothes in his hands, just below her feet. He pulled them toward him.

Slowly but steadily, the covers slipped away. She wanted to jerk them back .

or at least part of her did, but she couldn't seem to move. Her arms were numb, heavy, useless.

Her breasts were visible now, and the blankets and sheets still kept slinking lower. Satin whispered over her hips, her thighs, her knees. She shivered, but it wasn't cold. Her ankles were exposed now. Her feet.

Da mien held the rumpled bundle of covers to one side and let it fall to the floor.

She couldn't roll away from those probing eyes, or lift her arms to cover herself. She sat still, immobilized by some force she didn't understand, as Da mien's hot gaze explored every inch of her body.

She saw the bulge at the juncture of his thighs beneath those tight black jeans he wore. She knew what was going to happen. She wasn't afraid. No. It was time. She wanted this.

He took a single step toward the bed.

"Da mien," she whispered.

"Let me love you. Shannon."

She couldn't catch her breath to answer, so she only nodded. He reached out to touch her-Her eyes fluttered open, and she was alone in the room. Alone in the bed, under the soft weight of blankets and a comforter. She lifted the covers and peeked underneath. She'd slept in the buff for lack of a nightgown or

any clothing at all except the loose-fitting robe, which tended to tangle around her legs. No wonder she'd

had erotic dreams. The feel of satin sheets against her skin had been the inspiration, not the strange man of illusions. That was all it was. Just because he'd been invading her waking thoughts lately didn't mean Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, he'd been the cause of her dream.

But she knew better than that, didn't she?

She grated her teeth and punched the pillow. She'd had a hell of a time getting to sleep. In some ridiculous part of her mind she'd been waiting for, even expecting, him to come to her. But he hadn't.


course he hadn't.

She looked around for her robe, belatedly realizing it was dim in the room.

Night already? She glanced at the little windup clock on the nightstand--7:15.


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