Eleven Days: An Unexpected Love by Lora Lindy Read Free Book Online

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    She thought he was trying to find an excuse not to leave at all. She broke their stare by saying the most stupid remark. "Our ancestors managed just fine with out a furnace, and I don't think one night with out a heater will kill me."
    He gently took hold of her shoulders and looked down into her green eyes. "If you get cold or you think you need me, you have to promise to call." Never did he look away from her gaze, wanting an answe r from her . He hoped the answer might be an invitation to stay.
    Nervousness prevented her from giving him an honest answer, I want you to stay . She couldn't deny the spark of chemistry between the two of them. Surely he felt the same way or he would n't be so concerned for a total stranger. Maybe he just felt obligated to take care of her . She tried to be light hearted about it. "Now Mike, you are the only person I know here, so you know I would call you."
    He reached down and ruffled her hair and said. "Well in that case I'll head on home and I brought in a lot of firewood. You should be fine until morning." He picked up his coat and took his time walking to the door. "I'll be back in the morning with breakfast, but not before eight. Is eight fine with you?"
    "Oh absolutely and I will take you up on breakfast," she answered. After all t his bantering and he still didn't stay, nor did she get a kiss.
    He gave her a long close hug, and then he left .
    She stood in front of the fire and sort of laughed at herself. She ca me to Plymouth to heal and right now she was sad. N ot sad because her cousin died, but because she realized she met the love of her life, and he just walked out the door.
    Right now she was tired and she would have to pull a Scarlett O'Hara, I'll just have to worry about that tomorrow. Oh cuz, she wished he were here so she could call him. He always talked sense to her . God bless him, and she knew he looked down laughing at her … and wishing her the best.
     
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    Mike coaxed his Dodge to start. He knew how cold natured she could be . He let her sit for a few minutes to cough out the cold. She sputtered just a little and then she would be ready to take the familiar journey to Boston. As ole Bessie , as he called his Dodge, choked so did his heart. What just happened in there? Even with the cold outside he didn't feel it. His heart raced with excitement . Just the thought of Lana made every muscle in his body rigid. T his green eyed blonde captured his heart and there was n't anything he could do about it. Nor did he want to oppress those feelings .
    Yesterday the moment he saw her , that was it! The minute t his voluptuous blonde got out of her car, he knew she would be the one for him . The blonde hair is what he noticed first. Then he notice d her size, short and tiny. She almost looked like a child standing there with obvious energy and bubbly. Once she came in the house and she took off her coat, he noticed her large chest and tiny waist. It was obvious at t his point she was not a little girl, but a desirable woman. Her blonde straight hair flowed down her back with no curl. She had a pointed nose and small squared jaw line. He towered over her so he knew she couldn't be more than five-foot-four. Her tight sweater showed every curve including her round butt. But what he noticed the most were those big bright beautiful green eyes. He thought back and he couldn't remember ever dating a girl with green eyes, his loss.
    He knew in his heart he would pursue t his gal. Nobody since his wife Kathy has made him feel so virile. He liked that feeling. Since his wife, he hasn't pursued anyone. Many women have pursued him, but he could have cared less, until now. Just thinking about her caused manly enthralling. He took a deep breath when he thought about having sex with Lana . It would be more than sex. There would be caring and love. The better term would be called making love . Yes, he knew it would be special and loving. Making love to her would not be like