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Chapter Forty-four

مؤلف: Marysol James
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Clarice ‘Honey’ Potts adjusted the redheaded wig, and gave herself a final appraising look in the rearview mirror. Wrap-around dress, silver bracelet and minimal makeup. Satisfied, she stepped out of her car, slammed and locked the door. Despite the lack of cleavage and eye-liner, the bikers standing around smoking in the diner parking lot started to wolf whistle and holler at her.

She faked bashfulness and ducked her head a bit as she passed them. Really, she knew that she could kick any one of their asses with her size-six high-heeled boots, but she wasn’t in ass-kicking mode tonight. Tonight was all about quiet and sweet – two words that nobody would ever use to describe Honey.

She opened the diner door and scanned the booths. Sure enough, there he was. He was alone and eating a piece of pie, as he always was when that one woman worked. Jack said that he thought of the woman, Annie Matthews, as a kind of surrogate mother. Honey knew that he was alone in so many ways, so she hadn’t
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  • Gentle Curves (Dangerous Curves 4)   Chapter Sixty-three

    He reached for his jeans, grabbed the condom from his wallet. He rolled it on, then flipped Mirrie over and on to her stomach. Her arms were extended above her, her hands in fists on the carpeted floor. He covered her with his entire body, nudging her legs open with his knees. She lifted her hips slightly to make it easier for him, and with one impatient movement of his hips, he sank his full length into her.Mirrie cried out, and Shane covered her hands with his, lowered his mouth to her ear.“I got you, babe,” he murmured. “I'm right here.”“Oh, God,” she said, her voice breaking. “Oh, Shane...”His thrusts were gentle, slow, deep. She moved under him, loving how that broad chest pushed her down, held her in place. She was bracketed by his muscular arms, clenched between his strong thighs, and she felt impossibly tiny and feminine, even as she felt safe and loved. Shane ran his tongue over her throat, tracing the forget-me-nots delicately, and she shuddered.A burst of color over th

  • Gentle Curves (Dangerous Curves 4)   Chapter Sixty-two

    “I know you’d have been scared and worried, babe. You’d have stayed up all night, and been beside yourself. But you’d have done all that knowing that if I never came back to you, you had nothing left undone. Nothing unsaid between us. You’d have had that comfort, at least. And I think that’s all you’d have needed to pull you through.”“Yes,” she whispered.“…Yes?”“Yes. You do get it.”“Yeah.” He pulled back to look into those violet eyes. “I do.”She touched him now, ran her fingertips along his bruised cheekbone. Her touch was delicate and tender, and he closed his eyes, weak with gratitude.“Does this hurt?” she asked.“A bit,” he said, his eyes still closed. “It’s OK.”“What about the rest of your injuries?”“Fine.”“Your back?”He looked at her now. “Well… a bit sore. Joker and Doors really let me have it.”She nodded. “Can I – can I see?”His breath stopped dead in his chest. “You want me to take off my shirt?”“Oh, yeah, babe.” Her smile was pure, perfect beauty. “Take off your

  • Gentle Curves (Dangerous Curves 4)   Chapter Sixty-one

    The next night, Mac stood in his cabin living room, staring unseeing out of the windows at the approaching early-autumn sunset. She hadn’t shown up the night before, she hadn’t shown up that day, and now Mac faced another sleepless night of waiting and wondering. Of trying to hold on to hope but slowly, steadily dying inside, one small piece at a time.It was harder than he’d thought it would be, sitting up here and waiting for Mirrie. It had thrown him straight back to four years before, to that devastating weekend of frantic phone calls to Mirrie’s cell and to the police. He hadn’t slept a wink that whole time, he remembered now, and this weekend seemed to be going the same way.When he heard the car engine on the road outside, his breath caught. Every sense in his body prickling and vibrating, he stood on the front porch, listening with every inch of his being. And when he saw her car come around the bend and pull slowly into his driveway, Mac seriously thought he might pass out fr

  • Gentle Curves (Dangerous Curves 4)   Chapter Sixty

    Naomi gave him a narrow look. “No.”He shut his eyes. “Thank Christ.”“She’s been coming to more meetings than usual,” Naomi said. “She’s been asking for help more. Neil is her sponsor again, and I know they meet and talk a few times a week. She’s got good support.”Mac stared at her, taken aback at Naomi’s wording. What did she mean that Mirrie was coming to more meetings than usual? When she put it that way, it sounded like Naomi was at the meetings too.Naomi saw the half-formed intuition in his blue eyes, and she smiled. “You don’t know how Mirrie and I met, do you?”He shook his head.“She’s my sponsor.”“She’s…” Mac stared down at her. “You’re in AA?”“Yes.”“Oh, God.” Mac suddenly thought of all the times that he’d tried to buy Naomi a drink, the times that he’d teased her about drinking juice and not wine. “Oh, fuck, Naomi. I didn’t know. I’m sorry…”“It’s OK,” she said. “You know now.”“Honey.” He touched her hand gently. “You amaze me.”Startled, surprised, she gave him a qu

  • Gentle Curves (Dangerous Curves 4)   Chapter Fifty-nine

    Noah went downstairs and looked around.“Brother Jax!” he said, and right away, a door opened. Jax poked his dark head out. “Hey, man. You OK?”“Yes. I want to talk to you.”“Sure thing,” Jax said easily. “Alone or with the guys?”“Alone.”“OK.” Jax stepped into the hallway and shut the door. “What’s shaking, man?”Noah stared at him. “Nothing. There’s no earthquake.”Jax grinned. He’d gotten better about remembering Noah’s tendency to take things literally, but he did still forget sometimes.“Yeah, sorry. You’re right. I meant to say, what’s going on?”“I want to ask Callie to marry me.”Jax damn near reeled backwards in shock. “Holy shit. Really?”“Don’t swear,” Noah chided him. “And yes, really.”“Oh. Oh, God.” Jax was in way over his damn head on this one, and he knew it. “Have you told Sarah yet?”“No. This is man’s business.”“Have you told King?” Jax asked, ignoring the sexism for the moment, and already knowing the answer.“No. This is family business. And since you’re a man

  • Gentle Curves (Dangerous Curves 4)   Chapter Fifty-eight

    Sarah studied the other woman’s face, wondered if she should dive into this chat here and now. She and her Mom had had worries about Noah entering his first romantic relationship, of course, but he’d surprised them again and again with his maturity and sensitivity. He’d listened intently to them when they’d talked about respecting Callie’s boundaries, and Jax had been amazing about giving Noah the male perspective on women. Sarah still giggled when she recalled Jax giving her brother a lesson on how to kiss a woman. Jax had never gone into details, but Sarah liked to imagine how that all must have gone.She decided to not broach the topic right away. Better to talk to Noah a bit, see where his head was at. Then, if it looked like he and Callie were getting really serious, she’d talk to her Mom and Callie’s Mom and King. He was Callie’s uncle and he adored Noah; he’d definitely be available to help out if need be.Sarah smiled. “Well, if you ever want to talk, Callie, you know where I

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