The Outlaw Takes A Bride (The Burnett Brides) - Plot & Excerpts
She blushed. “I ... I took longer than I expected.” “I’ll come back,” he said, stepping back into the hall, determined to go anywhere to get away from the sight of Beth in that clinging wet towel and all that exposed skin. “No, uh, I’m almost done,” she said hurriedly, her hazel eyes warm and languid. “Just turn around and close the door.” Reluctantly, he stepped into the room and shut the door. He turned to face the portal, feeling as if he were confronting a firing squad. How could she be almost done when she’d been wearing nothing but a towel? This was torture. He could hear her rustling behind him. The noises were intimate swishes of cloth brushing against naked flesh, and his mind supplied the picture while Beth provided the sounds that made him want to groan. Why had he come back to the room so soon? For a brief moment he wished that he were that piece of cloth being rubbed against her satiny skin, over her lovely breasts, between her thighs and down her long legs.
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