Texas Angel
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A Real Man
"Has Brady ever told you that you have beautiful eyes? They're hazel with flecks of gold." Brown eyes weren't beautiful, flecked or not.
"They flash when your angry," Edward said, his voice practically liquid heat, "but they're glowing now, because your feeling something quite different. Tell me...what your feeling."
She caught herself just in time before her treacherous tongue revealed she loved being in his arms..so strong and steady...that she longed to hear more about her eyes -that she knew weren't pretty- but loved his voice describe just the same.
"I'll bet Brady never did anymore than brush against your hand," he continued casually,while his hands trailed fire along her quivering body. "He's a fool. Anybody could tell him there's not a finer figure of a woman in La-Pinto Junction than you."
"Don't tell anymore lies," she managed to say weakliy.
"I've heard more than one man say Brady doesn't deserve what he's getting. They say he'll never warm you up. "
"I don't want t be WARMED UP! I want husband who'll respect and admire me. Who'll treat me as his equal, who'll-"
"I'll bet he never kissed you either."
One word could describe the flooding emotions overwhelming her: Panic
"I can tell I'm right I'm right. Well, I can't be a good friend, and let you marry a blockhead without at least having being kissed once by a real man."
She struggled, not knowing what was coming but listening to her instinct- which was that this dangerous. Then his lips brushed hers, and she was lost.
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