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."Would you make Karen and Andy back off?.Tell them I don't need myeyebrows plucked.And while we're at it they stole my boots andjeans.I want them back." Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlHe should have remembered Nicky was different from any woman he'd evermet.CHAPTER FOURTEENNICOLE FOUND it strange to wake up in the morning with a man besideher.Stranger still that she was wrapped in a tangle of arms and legswith the soft sounds of breathing in her ear and it hadn't botheredher.Her ex-husband didn't like to snuggle or sleep close.He said itmade him hot.She grinned.Obviously it made Max hot, too, but not in the same wayas her ex.One of her legs was wedged between his, and she moved itslowly in a back-and-forth motion."That's the nicest way to wake a man up I can think of.But unlessyou're prepared to follow through, I'd advise you to stop." His voicewas husky with passion."Are you up for it? After last night, that is."He disengaged his arm from under her head and propped himself up on oneelbow."Fm always up--as you can feel--for anything.Want to take astab at finding out?" Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlShe ran her tinge nips over the stubble on his jaw, then outlined theshape of his mouth."Am I too wanton for you?""I like a woman with a healthy appetite." He grasped her hand andkissed her palm."I have that.Roger--" He pressed his fingers against her lips so shecouldn't finish,"I don't want to hear what your ex-husband said or did.He's a fooland probably blamed his own inadequacies and shortcomings on you.""If you're not careful, Max, you're going to end up a nice guy in mybook."He was tracing a blue vein that ran from her neck down over her breast."Why, thank you.Nothing would make me happier than for you to likeme.""Oh, I like you all right." She tried to keep from shivering at histouch."And trust me," he said as his tinge nips circled her nipple."Don't push it New York." They both jumped when someone rapped twice Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlon the door."Max, are you awake yet? Max!" Doug called as softly as he could andstill be heard.Max gave Nicole's breast a long hungry look, then threw back thecovers, swung off the bed and grabbed his pajama bottoms.He held themup in one hand as he opened the bedroom door a crack with the other."This better be good, Doug.""We've got troubles and they're all headed our way."Max glanced at his wrist, then realized his watch was on the bedsidetable."What time is it?"Doug tried to wedge his face sideways so he could see Nicole."Abouteight.You overslept.Ouch." He rubbed his nose where Max hadtweaked it."What's wrong?""The wear her in for a change.Paul tells me there's a disturbancebrewing, and we might get some rain and winds.He's going to keep aneye on it."Max knew damn well Doug's urgency wasn't about the weather."What'sthe bad news?" Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html"Helen just called.She was in Miami, staying close to her plane,waiting for us to give her the green light--""Was in Miami?" Max snapped.He didn't like the thought of a hitch inhis carefully laid plans."She was at the airport, in the gift shop getting some magazines, whenguess who walked up on her? Talk about bad luck and worse timing.""Doug, don't tell me it was Gillman.""It was Gillman."While Max was cursing under his breath, Nicole joined him.She figuredthe pajama top was enough cover, but managed to stand just behind Maxto block Doug's view.She didn't care a fig about Gillman or their great sting operation."IsHelen okay?""She's a smart old bird.Thinks fast on her feet." Doug pushed thedoor open enough to see Nicole, then adjusted his glasses and combedhis fingers through his hair."Good morning," he said."Don't worryabout Helen.She's fine." Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html"What about Gillman?" Max wanted to know."I think Helen must have missed her calling in life.She could havebeen a great actress." When Max moved as if to grab him, he talkedfast."She acted shocked and very nervous to see him.When he pressedher as to why she was waiting around the airport, she pretended tobreak down.That must have given Gillman a jolt to see hishard-hearted mother-in-law crying like a baby." He paused.Max took another step toward him, with Nicole close behind.Okay,okay," Doug said."But don't rush me.In a state of ecstatichappiness and hysterical fear, Helen let it slip that Sandra was alive.WhenGillman almost freaked out, she let another tidbit of information slipout about Sandra having no memory.Then she gave him some sketchydetails about how and where she was found.At first he didn't believeher, but after more tears she convinced him."Of course he was furious and wanted to know, as Sandra's husband, whyhe wasn't notified first.Helen covered that, also, by playing theprotective parent and making it clear she hadn't planned to tell himanything, at least not until she'd seen and talked to her daughter.Toback up her statement she gave him another shock and let him see howmuch she hated him, something, for Sandra's sake, she'd always kepthidden. Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html"Anyway, after her Oscar-winning performance, Gillman demanded to knowwhere Sandra was.He had to drag the location of the island out ofHelen." Doug held up his hands to ward off any further questions."She's fine.Unnerved by the encounter, and I imagine she's mad as awet hen.But the crux of the matter is, Gillman took the bait.Hedemanded a seat on her plane, and when she refused, he took off to hireone of his own."Doug looked at his watch."Helen will be arriving in St.Thomas inabout an hour.And Gillman's plane isn't far behind, only he's landingon Virgin Gorda." "Figures."Nicole glanced sharply at Max."What do you mean, figures?""The murderer has returned to the scene of the crime [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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