âYou Have Bedroom Hair.â
âExcuse me?â Windy asked, surprised.
âYour hair looks like you just tumbled out of bed.â Sky wiggled his eyebrows. âNothingâs sexier than a thoroughly loved woman with tangled hair.â
For Peteâs sake. What a thing for him to say, especially after sheâd been fantasizing about sleeping in his arms. âMy hair always looks like this.â And sheâd never been thoroughly loved. Windy tried not to blush.
She knew her lack of experience was showing. Although plenty of men found her attractive, sheâd never lost her heart, made earth-shattering love or even cuddled in masculine arms all night. Call her old-fashioned, but she didnât mind waiting for the real thing.
Sky clanked a spoon against his cup. With a start, Windy looked up to find him watching her, a knowing look in his eye.
Dear Reader,
Please join us in celebrating Silhouetteâs 20th anniversary in 2000! We promise to deliverâall yearâpassionate, powerful, provocative love stories from your favorite Desire authors!
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Joan Marlow Golan
Senior Editor, Silhouette Desire
To my husband, Dru, for teaching me to appreciate all of Godâs creatures, including the ones that slither.
To Raven, for letting me borrow your son. And to my own son, Nikkiâyouâll always be my baby, no matter how big you get.
lives in Southern California and enjoys ethnic dining, summer powwows and visiting art galleries and vintage clothing stores near the beach. Since her one true passion is writing, she is thrilled to be a part of the Silhouette Desire line. When she isnât writing, she often reads until the wee hours of the morning.
Sheri also works as a leather artisan with her Native American husband. They have one son and a menagerie of pets, including a pampered English bulldog and four equally spoiled Bengal cats. She would love to hear from her readers. You may write to her at: P.O. Box 5130, Orange, California 92863-5130.
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Epilogue
Copyright
A nice, quiet young man?
Tall, dark and gorgeous would have been more accurate. Windy Hall gazed at the stranger standing on the other side of her front door. Edith Burke, her elderly landlady, had described him as a ânice, quiet young man.â So upon Edithâs recommendation, Windy had agreed, sight unseen, to share her two-bedroom rental with him, at least temporarily.
Maybe she had mistaken this man for her new roommate. Maybe he was selling something or collecting for a charity. Yeah, right. Hunks of America. âYou arenât Skyler Reed by any chance, are you?â
âSure am.â He flashed a slightly crooked smile complete with a set of twin dimples. âBut just Sky will do.â
Okay, no mistake. She extended her hand. âNice to meet you. Iâm Windy.â
âHello, Windy.â As he clasped her hand, he spoke her name in a husky baritone. âThe pleasureâs mine.â
A pair of dark sunglasses and shoulder-length black hair gave Sky Reed a renegade appeal, clearly contradicting the boyish dimples. A white T-shirt clung to his chest, then tapered into the waistband of well-worn jeans, emphasizing a lean yet muscular physique. Copper skin and razor-edged cheekbones boasted a Native American heritage, whereas his towering height, flared nostrils and square jaw hinted at European ancestry. Since Edith had said he worked with horses, the Western drawl and dusty cowboy boots were no surprise.
But the flirtatious grin, Windy decided, was anybodyâs guess. She withdrew her hand from his grasp and fingered the hem on her T-shirt. Even his handshake sizzled with sexuality. Lord, what had she gotten herself into?