Genre:
Romantic Suspense/ Action Adventure
Publisher:
Silhouette
Intimate Moments
Length: 80k
ISBN-10: 0373273126
ISBN-13:
978-0373273126
Excerpt: No Place To Hide
The unexpected empathy freed her eyes from the spot where they'd stood that night, only to find herself the target of a bitter stare. Emma shrugged and said, "Can't change it, right?"
"Right," he agreed, the look softening. "Did you know you bite your bottom lip when you're trying to control your temper?"
"I do not," Emma denied, even though she knew it was true.
One side of his mouth lifted into a half-hearted smile and he pushed off the doorjamb, herding her toward the kitchen. "You do, too. When you were on the phone at lunchtime I thought you'd bite a hole in that thing."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"Just making an observation. Sit," he ordered.
Emma sat on a stool, watching as he pulled things from the fridge. Rubbing her bottom lip, she worried. She couldn't remember biting it while she was on the phone with Peter.
Maybe she did it so often the pain didn't register anymore.
But that thought dwindled at the sight of fresh walleye fillets and Anthony's behind as he bent for a head of lettuce.
Now that's just wrong. Emma averted her eyes, yet somehow she was still watching as he switched on a small television. That helped. Now she could pray they wouldn't show up on the news.
Emma sat quietly staring at the tube until Anthony reached over and pulled her hand away from her mouth. "Stop that."
"Stop what?"
"Rubbing your lip."
"Sorry."
The word dangled as Anthony lifted her hand. Emma tracked the motion as it neared his mouth, surprise and instant arousal holding her mesmerized. When the fingertip that was still wet from her lip was just a hair's breadth from his, Anthony raised his lashes, watching her with charcoal stained eyes.
My God. How could she have forgotten that look? Electricity swept through her chest, breasts tingling instinctively at the raw hunger on his face.
Emma hesitated only a moment before finishing the motion, touching him and feeling liquid fire race up her arm from a smooth, firm lip. Eyes locked, Anthony exhaled a warm breath that bled between her fingers. She could feel herself melting and the knot of anticipation tightening in her belly.
And then she remembered to breathe as Anthony trailed her finger down a rough chin. If she'd dared speak she would have said something. No doubt very incriminating. But he beat her to it, saying, "Get away from me."
It didn't happen instantly. Her arm didn't seem to be obeying orders and he wasn't letting go. Ten more seconds and she knew she'd be biting his bottom lip, but neither of them moved
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