Higher Than Eagles (Donovans Of The Delta) - Plot & Excerpts
The tall white columns and wide verandas were cool and elegant, just like their owner. Huge live oaks, draped with Spanish moss, guarded the front lawn, and a white fence protected the house from the busy boulevard that faced the gulf.Rachel, in white shorts and halter top, was kneeling beside a bed of bright red petunias.He stood at the gate, enjoying a stolen moment of watching her unobserved. Her legs were as long and luscious as he remembered, the here-to-eternity legs of a tall woman. And her skin was that special honey hue of blondes who spend just enough time outside to let the sun kiss them.Jacob found himself getting nostalgic, remembering the good times they’d had. He remembered the exact texture of that golden skin, soft and satiny with an underlying firmness. He remembered how her eyes would darken from spring green to jade when he touched her.Impatiently, he rammed his fists into his pockets. If he didn’t watch himself, he’d be so carried away by his Irish sentimentality, he’d forget that Rachel Windham Devlin had cast him off like an old shoe.
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