The Tycoon's Defiant Southern Belle - Plot & Excerpts
“How was your day?” she asked, trying very hard to look interested. This was what was right. This made sense to her. The comfortable feeling of having Dave next to her with his blond, good looks and his gentle smile was warm and comforting. She didn’t need the dark, forbidding silence of Angelo. She didn’t need his overly muscled body. And she definitely didn’t need his arrogant assumption that she would be his next lover which was communicated to her every time she saw him! “Are you okay?” Dave asked, stopping and looking at her curiously. “Sure. Why do you ask?” she demanded, irritated by the memory of Angelo’s touch and the way she constantly responded to him as well as the way he was always looking at her! “You’re gripping my arm with your nails digging into my skin.” Jade looked down at her fingers and gasped, instantly releasing his arm. “I’m so sorry!” she apologized, horrified that Angelo could get to her when he wasn’t even nearby. Dave chuckled at her expression and put his arm around here shoulders. “Come on. I think you need a drink.” She didn’t even realize she was comparing Dave to Angelo until she put her own arm around his waist, feeling the softness there. She looked at him, noticing that she didn’t have to look up at him. In her two inch heels, she and Dave were the same height. That was nice, she thought with a sigh of resignation. She liked this. She preferred this. She didn’t want to have a crick in her neck every time she looked at her man. Okay, so perhaps Dave could work out a bit. She compared the almost non-existent muscles in his arm to the bulging muscles she’d felt in Angelo’s arms that one night on his lanai. And she noticed the paunch in Dave’s stomach. When had that happened, she wondered. She’d always thought that Dave was more athletic, but looking at him now, she wasn’t so sure. “Are you still running?”
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