âMy room has a private entrance.â
The silence arced between them, intense and urgent, as compelling as the fire blazing in his eyes. With him, she would find sweet fulfillment.
It would be bliss. And it would be based on lies. Tomorrow always came and with it the reckoning sheâd come to expect. Then whatever theyâd shared would be lost, one more thing to remember with regretâ¦.
âWhat troubles you so?â he asked.
âUs,â she admitted. âAnd all that it implies.â
âWhich is?â
She turned from his scrutiny. âI donât know.â
He nodded as if he understood. âSometimes things move too fast. There are too many questions.â
The questions pertained to her. She clenched her hands and wished she could tell him everythingâall her worries, her yearnings, her dreams.
He let off the brake and made the turn onto the road home. His home, not hers. She must remember that.
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To the Redding bunchâfor the laughs, the sharing and the wedding from you-know-where. It was a riot!
âOne of the nicest things about writing romances is researching locales, careers and ideas. In the interst of authenticity, most writers will try anythingâ¦once.â Along with her writing adventures, Laurie has been a NASA engineer, a past president of the Romance Writers of America, a mother and a grandmother. She was twice a Romance Writers of America RITA>® Award finalist for Best Traditional Romance and has won awards from Romantic Times for Best Silhouette Special Edition and Best Silhouette.
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âLast one,â Zack Dalton reminded Lady Luck, but without much hope the fabled lady would have a change of heart and smile on him.
Huh. His luck with females had been pretty sour lately. A tang of bitterness like the aftertaste of fine wine gone to vinegar lingered on his tongue. He ignored it and the accompanying pang in his heart. Heâd trusted one female with that organ and had had it handed back to him last summer when his fiancée had visited relatives in Denver, met some rich guy and married him on the spot.
So much for trust, loyalty and true love.
His uncle Nick said all things happened for the best. Looking at it that way, he figured heâd gotten off easy, heart and pride dinged but repairable.
He fed his last quarter into the slot machine, pushed the button and watched the wheels spin. They came up zilch. Okay, so he wasnât destined to be rich. That probably was for the best, he consoled himself philosophically, then chuckled at his little jest.
Glancing at the clock, he saw it was midnight. The reason he was at the slots was simple. Las Vegas was truly a city that never slept. It wouldnât let him catch any zzzâs, either. Too many lights, too many people, too much noise at all hours.
His duty here was done and he could start home tomorrow. Heâd better try for some rest, assuming he could find the elevator that would take him from the casino level to his floor far above the neon sparkle of the famous strip. He glanced around, searching for a landmark as a guide.