Dancing in the Moonlight - Harlequin.com
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RAEANNE THAYNE<br />
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would have earned him a good p<strong>in</strong>ch if his mo<strong>the</strong>r had<br />
heard him, and a moment later he reached her and lifted<br />
her <strong>in</strong>to his arms.<br />
“You are <strong>the</strong> most stubborn woman who ever lived,” he<br />
snarled as he carried her <strong>in</strong>side. “Where’s your bedroom?”<br />
“Put me down.”<br />
“Shut up,” he bit out. “Where’s your bedroom?”<br />
She bl<strong>in</strong>ked at his furious tone. What happened to<br />
k<strong>in</strong>d, good-natured Dr. Dalton? There seemed no po<strong>in</strong>t<br />
<strong>in</strong> argu<strong>in</strong>g with him, not when he was <strong>in</strong> this k<strong>in</strong>d of<br />
mood. “Upstairs.”<br />
He frowned. “Didn’t Viv have a room on <strong>the</strong> ground<br />
floor you could take over while you’re here?”<br />
“I preferred my own bedroom, <strong>the</strong> same one I’ve<br />
always used,” she said stiffly.<br />
“Of course you did. Why doesn’t that surprise me?”<br />
As if she weighed noth<strong>in</strong>g more than a baby kitten,<br />
he carried her up <strong>the</strong> long flight of stairs.<br />
“Which door?” he asked at <strong>the</strong> top, not even<br />
breath<strong>in</strong>g hard.<br />
She po<strong>in</strong>ted hers out, and he pushed it open, flipped<br />
on <strong>the</strong> light and set her on <strong>the</strong> bed with a gentle care that<br />
belied <strong>the</strong> tension <strong>in</strong> his frame.<br />
She prayed he would leave as soon as she was settled,<br />
but <strong>in</strong>stead he stepped back and studied her for a long<br />
moment, his features solemn, say<strong>in</strong>g noth<strong>in</strong>g.<br />
“I want you more than I’ve ever wanted any woman<br />
<strong>in</strong> my life,” he f<strong>in</strong>ally said <strong>in</strong> a low voice. “You’re <strong>in</strong> my<br />
blood, my sk<strong>in</strong>, my bones. I go to bed want<strong>in</strong>g you, I<br />
wake up want<strong>in</strong>g you, I spend most of <strong>the</strong> damn day<br />
want<strong>in</strong>g you. But I’m not go<strong>in</strong>g to beg.”