Semua Bab BAD REPUTATION : Bab 161 - Bab 170

This house was made for the sound of children’s laughter. As Alana followed Stefan through room after room, she felt that there was a sense of ease in the house. As if the building itself were taking a deep breath and relishing the feel of people within its walls again.“Stefan…” The kitchen was amazing, but she hardly had time to glance at it as he led her straight through the big room and out the back door.“Come on, I want you to see this,” he said, stepping back so that she could move onto the stone patio in front of him.A cold ocean wind slapped at her, and Alana realized the house was sitting on a knoll above the sea. The stone patio gave way to a rolling lawn edged with trees and flowers that looked as she imagined an English cottage garden would. Beyond the lawn was a low-lying fence with a gate that led to steps that would take the lucky people who lived here right down to the beach.She did a slow turn, taking it all in, feeling overwhelmed with the beauty of the place a

Stefan's gaze slid over his bride, her lush body wrapped in a slim-fitting satin gown of the palest lavender. While the top portion was a simple tank style with thin beaded straps, the skirt hit the floor and fishtailed in the back. It was the sexiest wedding dress he'd ever seen, and it showed off her curves to maximum effect. All he wanted to do was push everyone aside and explore each of those curves. Being in a chapel and surrounded by friends quashed that idea, and he moved up beside her, wrapping his arm around her. Alana smiled at him as he rubbed her spine and pressed a kiss to her temple. "Come on, let's feed these people, get them all drunk and slip away." She tipped her head to look at him, her lips twitching. "Detective, you've planned for everything." He grinned. "Just looking out for every contingency." She smiled and he whispered for her ears alone, "You look more beautiful than I've ever seen you, Alana." "I feel that way." She touched the side of his face, ignorin

Stefan smiled, knowing she wasn't listening and wondering how he could get the words out when his need to feel her body trap his had his blood pounding like an engine. Her fingers balled in the bedspread, and her hips rose in invitation."Well." The heat of his words breezed over her liquid center. "I was never very good at it," he said, then tasted her.She was ready for him, so wet, and she could feel him slipping a teasing finger over her dampness and then tracing the softness, lightly dragging the moisture up over silken skin to her sensitive nub. He knew just how to touch her and the pressure of his finger against her clit made her heart pound. Sparks of light filled her head while honey poured through her veins…Then he was parting her inner lips to lick the tender clit. She gasped as his tongue flicked across her, making her go hot and cold. The pleasure of his mouth on her was so intense it was almost painful. Her toes curled and she buried her hand in his hair, her breath com

Stefan smiled, and his heart did a little lurch when she brushed her hair back and the sun glittered off the diamonds on her hand. He almost couldn't believe she was his wife now. She wore his ring and he wore hers. He looked down at the ring she'd placed on his finger during the ceremony, the simple band of gold meaning more to him than he thought possible. Forever, he thought, and met her gaze. She was watching him."What?" he asked with a smile. "Nothing," She sipped her coffee, breaking off a piece of a muffin and popping it into her mouth. “I just…” "Keep going."She glanced at him, then looked out over the water. "I love you, Stefan,” she told him, “And this… It's more than I ever thought I'd get. It's commitment, compassion, honesty. Trust. Those things are marked with a ceremony and a ring, but they don't make them happen. I learned that the hard way."He caught her chin, pressing his lips to hers, then pulling back enough to say, "School's over, baby."Her eyes teared and s

Her mother laughed sharply. "Friends? The way the two of you look at each other?" She leaned close. "And buddies share a bed, right? Pals can't keep their hands off each other, although we all know you two have to try real hard. I hate to see the two of you the minute we all leave."Alana blushed ten shades of red. “Mom… Pllleeease,”Laura laughed again. "I've seen the way Stefan looks at you. He's drunk with loving you."Alana's gaze snapped to her mother's as she poured detergent in the dishwasher. "Oh, I don't think so."Laura folded her arms and smiled as she leaned back against the counter. "I know he does, and he doesn't hide it at all. I know his reasons behind wanting to marry you at first was Juliana, and the two of you may talk a good game, but I can see it in his eyes. He does all that tough guy thing, looking all cool and aloof, but it doesn't hold up when he looks at you. So you keep telling yourself this was just for my granddaughter's sake if that helps you accept it.