O’Daniel had time to turn down the wick on her night-light. She needed to be alone with her thoughts. She wanted to remember every detail of what she and Jacob had shared on the porch. The way he’d kissed her so tenderly took her breath away, and the way his hand had warmed over her breast made her feel alive. She’d been afraid to ask him to touch her, but she wanted him to see her as a woman, and just kissing might take forever before he woke up to the fact. He treated her like a kid one minute and like some kind of china doll that might break the next. Nel grinned. She’d given him something to think about tonight. She could almost picture him downstairs on the couch trying to figure out what happened in the shadows of the porch. He probably believed it was the man who made the advances. She fought down a laugh. Her ranger had a lot to learn. Maybe he never married because he didn’t understand how much a man needs a woman? Wel , he was about to find out. Even if she couldn’t marry him and have his children, she’d develop the hunger in him.
