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Normally quiet-spoken, the snap in her voice startled him to immobility.
She stood back while he hefted the bale onto the high stack against the wall, and stuffed her hands into her jeans pockets. Judging from the glittering anger in her eyes, he reckoned she’d done that to prevent her fists from connecting with his chin.
Not just anger burning in her eyes, he decided, and gave in to his need to touch. He reached out, skimmed a knuckle down her cheek, and let his hand drift round to the back of her neck. His thumb traced the racing pulse at the base of her throat. So the lady was not as cool as she’d have him believe.
23 comments:
I think not. nice scene
You totally drew me into this scene! Very good job!
:-) Thanks Liz.
Bless, Zee, thank you.
Excellent six, love her anger and his tenderness.
Love the description of glittering anger in her eyes. Well done.
This is really fantastic! Excellent showing (versus telling). Love it!
Great visuals. I could really picture this scene.
Oh I like this scene. The barn description with the earthy heat between them is fantastic.
:-) Thanks paula, glad it worked for you.
:-) Thanks Cate.
Thanks Sarah, I appreciate your words more than you know.
:-) Thanks, Carrie-Anne.
Thanks Gem :-)
Loved the tension between them. Glad he noticed something other than anger in her eyes. Hot six.
I love this!
He's playing with fire!
:-) Thanks Jenna.
:-) I'm so glad, Elaine, thank you.
:-) Dianne, ...and he gets burned!
Great imagery, well done! :)
:-) he sure does, Dianne.
:-) Thanks Lucy.
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