Deadly Promise
Page 33
by Brenda Joyce
He smiled tenderly at her. "I'm afraid I did—and that I may soon live to regret it."
She laughed. The sound was exultant even to her own ears. Calder Hart had said, quite off the cuff and from the heart, she was certain, that she had become the sunshine in his life. How romantic was that?
He reeled her closer. "Darling, do not gloat."
"Ha," she chuckled in glee. "Ha! I am the sunshine in your life!"
He rolled his navy blue and gold-flecked eyes. "Ladies do not gloat."
"This lady does," she said, seizing the lapels of his jacket. She was ready for his lovemaking now. "Kiss me, Hart. Kiss me while I am gloating."
He smiled and did just that.