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5th March 2012
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Dls wrote: "Ah hot off the press!"
Yep... I was searching through the books I've read this year, but this one keep popping in my thoughts so I gave up and chose it :))
Yep... I was searching through the books I've read this year, but this one keep popping in my thoughts so I gave up and chose it :))


She is one of the authors who have never disappointed me. I know that when I start reading a book of hers it will be great.
Heroine waited quietly while Hero proceeded to wrap her entire lower leg. His touch was deft and careful, but the occasional brush of his fingertips at her knee or behind her calf sent ticklish sensations along her skin. His head was bent over her, his hair rich and dark. Surreptitiously she leaned forward to catch the scent that rose from the back of his neck, a summery smell, like sun and mown grass.
When the leg was covered to Hero’s satisfaction, he looked up from his kneeling position on the floor. “How does it feel? Too tight?�
“It’s perfect.� Heroine noticed that his color had heightened, the high crests of his cheeks burnished beneath the rosewood tan. And he wasn’t breathing well. “You said I wasn’t doing anything for your libido.�
Hero tried to look penitent. “Sorry. But wrapping you in mover’s tape is the most fun I’ve had since college.� As he stood and picked Heroine up, she clung to him automatically, her pulse quickening at the feel of his easy strength.
“Do you need to � calm down?� she asked delicately.
Hero shook his head, rueful amusement flickering in his eyes. “Let’s just assume this is my default mode during showertime. Don’t worry—I still won’t make any moves on you.�
“I’m not worried. I just don’t want you to drop me.�
“Sexual arousal doesn’t rob me of physical strength,� he informed her. “Brainpower, yes. But I don’t need that to help you shower.�
Heroine smiled uncertainly and held on to his sturdy shoulders as he carried her into the bathroom. “You’re in good shape.�
“It’s the vineyard. Everything’s organic, which requires extra handwork—cultivating and hoeing—instead of using pesticides. Saves the expense of a gym membership.�
He was nervous again, talking a little too fast. Which Heroine found interesting. So far in her acquaintance with Hero, he had seemed completely self-possessed. She would have thought that he would handle a situation like this with aplomb. Instead, he seemed almost as rattled by their enforced intimacy as she was.
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“Hero,� she said in frustration.
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“I do need help.�
“With what?�
“My hair. I can’t wash it by myself. Would you mind coming in here?�
There was a long hesitation. “You can’t do it by yourself?�
“No. I can’t reach the shampoo bottle, and my right arm is aching, and it’s hard to wash all this hair with only one hand.� As she spoke, Heroine turned off the water and dropped the sprayer to the floor. Painfully she pulled the towel around herself.
“Okay,� she heard him say. “I’m coming in.�
As Hero entered the bathroom, he looked like a man who had just been called for jury duty. Stepping into the open shower stall, he picked up the sprayer. He fumbled with it, adjusting the pressure and temperature. Heroine couldn’t help noticing that his breathing had changed again, and she said, “With the echo in here, you sound like Darth Vader.�
“I can’t help it,� he said edgily. “With you sitting there all pink and steamy—�
“I’m sorry.� She looked up at him contritely. “I hope that being in default mode doesn’t hurt.�
“Not at the moment.� Hero’s hand slipped around the back of her head, cradling the shape of her skull. As she looked up into his blue-green eyes, he said, “It only hurts when I can’t do anything about it.�
The way he was holding her head, the rough-soft sound of his voice, caused a curl of responsive pleasure deep in her stomach. “You’re flirting with me,� she said.
“I take it back,� he said instantly.
“Too late.� She smiled as she closed her eyes and let him wash her hair.