Must Be Magic by Lani Aames Read Free Book Online

and straightened up. Neither of
them was steady on their feet. Kerry reached over to grab the edge of the
counter. She looked into his gold-flecked eyes and felt like she was looking
into the mirror of her soul. Myghal smiled and swept a hand across her neck and
into her hair, his thumb resting on her cheek and rubbing lightly.
    She
smiled back at him, unable to contain the sheer joy that bubbled up within her.
“I hope that made you feel as good as you made me feel today at the nursery.”
    He
nodded, as if he hadn’t yet regained control of his voice.
    “I
don’t understand what this incredible connection is that we have. I just know
that everything feels so right.”
    He nodded again. “I’m glad you
feel it, too.”
    She breathed. It wasn’t her
imagination. He felt the same force that drew them together like iron to a
magnet. Physical lust didn’t begin to encompass it all. She’d been physically
attracted to other men, but had never felt compelled to act on it within hours
of their meeting.
    And none of the men she’d had in
her life had ever admitted feeling anything like what was happening between her
and Myghal. They had come into the relationship with the expectation that it
would be temporary, drifting away after the newness wore off. She had, too,
until now. This was different. This was more than a temporary fling with a
stranger to keep the loneliness at bay.
    She felt all this and they had
yet to properly have sex.
    Sex
sounded like a good idea right then.
    “The
kitchen can wait,” she murmured. “But the bedroom can’t.”
    “Neither can I.” He kissed her, a
short kiss but as full of promise as a longer, deeper one. “Where is your bed
chamber, Kerry O’Neill?”
    “Down the hall, second door to
the right.”
    She laughed as he picked her up
and cradled her against him. She pressed her lips to his, working her mouth
against his. This wasn’t a quick kiss, but a lingering one that stirred a fire
in their blood.
    He laid
her down in the center of her bed, kneeling beside her. She looked up at him,
wishing she knew everything there was to know about him. It would be fun to
discover all the little things as well as the big things about him, but she
couldn’t help wondering what it would have been like if they’d grown up
together and been friends for years instead of only knowing each other for mere
hours.
    Myghal
was a stranger. She couldn’t lose sight of that fact, no matter how drawn to
him she was.
    Kerry
sat up straight. “Are you clean?”
    He
frowned in puzzlement then looked down at himself. “You cleansed one part of me
well, but I could use a bath.”
    She
giggled. “No, I mean clean as in free of sexual diseases. As much as I want you
and as close as I feel to you, we’ve only known each other today.”
    “Oh, I
see. No, I have no diseases.”
    “Neither
do I. And I’m on birth control, so we don’t have to worry about pregnancy.”
    “That’s
good.” But his response didn’t sound relieved as most men’s did. The crease
deepened across his forehead. “You do want children, don’t you, Kerry?”
    It was
an odd question coming from a man she’d known less than a day. She couldn’t
remember any of the men she’d seriously dated ever asking that question.
    “Sure,
when the time is right and the man and I agree it’s what we want. What about
you?”
    “Aye, I
want enough children to fill a pala—a home.”
    He’d
stumbled over a word. Had he been about to say palace? What an eccentric man
Myghal was.
    “Now,
I’d like to take a bath.”
    She
sighed. “Probably a good idea. We both worked up a sweat this afternoon at the
nursery. But a shower would be quicker.”
    “A shower?” His eyes narrowed in
concentration. “Oh, like a waterfall.”
    “Something
like that. I’ll throw your clothes in the washer, too.” She scooted off the
bed. Reluctantly. As much as she wanted him right that second, he needed a
little time to recover from the hand-job in the