THE TYCOON’S SON Silhouette Desire by Shawna Delacorte reissued by Harlequin in ebook
G-EXCERPT # 2: (first kiss after fifteen years)
Vicki locked up the market and went to her office in the back room of the post office. She had some paperwork to take care of before going home. She sat at the desk, turned on the lamp, and took the journal from the drawer.
“The front door was locked, but I saw the light and figured you were in the office.”
Wyatt’s voice startled her. She had not heard anyone come in through the post office. She was not sure quite what to say. “We’re closed for the day. Unless you’re just checking your post office box for mail, I’m afraid you’ll have to come back some other time.”
“I’ve already checked my mail.” He walked into the office and sat on the edge of her desk, making himself at home without being invited.
Vicki leaned back in her chair in an attempt to put a little more distance between her and this man’s very unsettling nearness. “Are you here about your special order? I talked to my distributor and all of your items will be here day after tomorrow. They usually deliver by ten o’clock in the morning, so anytime after that—”
He grabbed her hand and pulled her up from the chair. “That’s not why I’m here. I thought we could continue our discussion about your busy schedule. You claimed to be very busy tonight, so how about lunch tomorrow?”
Vicki worked her hand loose from his grasp and walked across the office. She bit at her lower lip as she turned things over in her mind. Finally she turned around to face him. “If I have lunch with you this one time, will you stop pestering me?”
Wyatt slid off the edge of her desk, cocked his head, then took a couple of steps in her direction. “Pestering you? I didn’t realize being invited to lunch was so bothersome for you. After all, we’re old friends. I thought we had lots to talk about, all kinds of things to catch up on.”
His tone and attitude spoke louder than his voice and she did not like them. He was making it very clear that he wanted to dredge up the past, and she still could not imagine why.
Then a new fear hit her. Perhaps he had found out about Richie.
Wyatt did not wait for a response. Once more, against his better judgment he pulled her into his arms. Before she could squirm out of his embrace, he captured her mouth with a kiss that at first was tentative, but quickly became demanding. Suddenly the past was very much alive. And all the old feelings came rushing back with a vengeance.
He had to know what happened between them, why she had walked away. How could something he thought was so perfect—still seemed so perfect—have fallen so completely apart without a single warning sign? He wanted the answers. He had dated other women—lots of other women. He had even managed to become engaged for a few months before he broke it off. But no one had ever replaced Vicki in his heart. He had to know what went wrong the first time—what had caused her to leave.
Wyatt had done it to her again. Vicki found herself completely under the spell of his magnetic sex appeal, combined with her very real feelings for him, even after all these years. As much as she intellectually knew that she had to break off the kiss and make him leave, she could not bring herself to do it. Somehow her arms ended up around his neck and her fingers threaded through his thick hair.
The kiss exploded with all the passion they had shared fifteen years ago. Wyatt skillfully maneuvered her toward the office couch, only a couple of steps away. A moment later they were half seated and half reclining…and fully entangled in each other’s embrace.
He pulled her body tightly against his. Everything about her excited him more than he had anticipated and even more than his memory of their last time together. The silky quality of her hair, the creamy texture of her skin—it was all so familiar yet at the same time enticingly new. He did not know about the practicality of them making love on the couch in her office, but practical matters were rapidly being shoved to the farthest corners of his consciousness. He slipped his tongue between her lips, reveling in the taste that he had once known so intimately.
Vicki’s mind reeled with confusion. Her logic tried to tell her to keep her distance from him, but her long denied physical desires soared from the heady reality of his kiss. It was the type of kiss that could only lead to one thing and it was an eventuality that she had to prevent at all costs. Summoning up all her remaining inner strength, she managed to pull back from him enough to break the kiss.
“This…this is no good, Wyatt.”
“It feels pretty good to me,” he said, his words thick with his excitement.
“It has to stop right now.” She pushed away as she attempted to calm her labored breathing.
He drew in a ragged breath. “Why?”
THE TYCOON’S SON, a Harlequin Desire by Shawna Delacorte, is an ebook reissue available at http://ebooks.eharlequin.com (do search for author name Shawna Delacorte). Also available at Barnes and Noble in NookBooks www.bn.com and Amazon for Kindle www.amazon.com Information is available on my website at www.shawnadelacorte.com
Years melted away the moment Vicki Bingham gazed into piercing blue eyes and took in the very gorgeous—very grown-up—version of the boy she’d once loved. The rich boy who had deserted her after a magical night of exploring caresses and explosive kisses. The millionaire who was father to her teenage son…and hadn’t a clue.
Or did he?
Because Wyatt Edwards had taken an uncanny interest in young Richie, and an even more unsettling interest in Vicki herself, the moment he’d return to town. He seemed to want answers—and it was clear he wanted Vicki. But all that would surely change once this tycoon discovered the truth….