Taming a Dark Horse. Stella BagwellЧитать онлайн книгу.

      Nevada couldn’t keep her gaze from latching on to him and the minute it did her stomach did a nervous jump. Was he talking about cooking, she wondered, or something altogether different?

      “Really. Then maybe you could teach me a few things,” she ventured.

      The amusement on his face disappeared like a cloud slipping past the sun and his gaze traveled from her face to her bosom and back again. “I’m sure you’ve already learned everything there is to know.”