In DESIRED, the newest novel by award-winning author Anna Jeffrey, Miranda March is committed to taking care of her ailing mother. But when handsome and rich Harvey (Tack) Tackett reappears in her life after a passionate one-night stand, Miranda’s world is turned upside down. Trying to have a romantic relationship with Tack or any man would be as hard as mixing oil and water. Can she solve the conundrum and find a happy-ever-after with Tack?
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My whole system started to churn and my cheeks warmed. I ducked my chin and drew a deep breath, causing my chest to noticeably rise and fall. “Th—Thank you. It’s, um, unusual for someone with my hair color to have blue eyes.”
Useless information. Dear God, I’m stammering. What was wrong with me? People had often told me I have pretty eyes and I usually said “thank you” and moved on.
The corners of his mouth tipped into that elusive smile that almost wasn’t. “Yes, ma’am, they’re blue all right. Blue as the Texas sky.”
His voice had become a purr. That and staring at his perfectly-formed lips had me paralyzed. My. God. This is surreal. My own mouth quirked into a quick smile that came and went.
“Is your hair really that color?”
Fighting the urge to touch my hair, I gave a cajoling tsk-tsk. “Seriously? You’re asking a woman you don’t know if she dyes her hair?”
One wide shoulder lifted in a shrug. His eyes held mine for a few more beats. Even as dark as his irises were, I saw the heat of passion and it affected me dramatically, as if he were touching me in a forbidden place.
“I like red hair,” he said. “If it’s natural, I like it even more.” He gave me another one-sided smile. “And for what it’s worth, I’m having a hard time convincing myself that I don’t know you.”
Oh, hell! Is this flirting? What went on between Gabe and me was flirting. Harmless. It had never lured me the way this beautiful stranger’s soft words were enticing me now. I couldn’t attach a name to what was happening, but this was more than playing. And I couldn’t think of a single smart comeback. “I—I, well, really…No, um…I don’t dye it.”
He didn’t reply. Just grasped my upper arm, leaned in and tenderly kissed one side of my upper lip.
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