Always an Eaton. Rochelle AlersЧитать онлайн книгу.
space across the street from a three-story Colonial. “Did they expect you to bring a guest?”
Chandra unbuckled her seat belt. “If you’re asking whether I normally attend family functions with a man, then the answer is no. It’s been more than three years since I’ve had a serious boyfriend.”
Smiling, Preston rested his right arm over the back of her seat. “So, I’m your boyfriend?”
She flashed an attractive moue. “No, P.J., you’re a friend.”
He leaned closer. “Do you think I’ll ever be your boyfriend?”
Chandra leaned closer until she was inhaling the moist warmth of Preston’s breath. “You can if...”
“If what?” he whispered.
“You can if I can trust you.”
Preston froze. “What’s with you and the trust thing?”
“It’s very important to me, Preston. Without trust there can be no boyfriend, girlfriend, no relationship.”
He smiled. “Are you amenable to something that goes beyond platonic?”
Chandra blinked. “I am, but only—”
“If you can trust me,” he said, completing her sentence.
“Yes.”
Preston angled his head, pressing his mouth to Chandra’s, reveling in the velvety warmth of her parted lips. It had been years since he’d sat in a car kissing a woman but there was something about Chandra Eaton that made him feel like an adolescent boy. First it was the unexpected erection after reading her erotic dreams and now it was having her close.
“You have my solemn vow that I will never give you cause to mistrust me.”
Chandra quivered at the gentle tenderness of the kiss, and in that instant she wanted to trust Preston not because she wanted to but needed to. Every man she’d met after Laurence had become a victim of her acerbic tongue and negative attitude whenever they’d expressed an interest in her.
She’d loved Laurence, expecting to spend the rest of her life with him, but when he caved under pressure from his family, her faith in the opposite sex was shattered—almost beyond repair. However, Preston Tucker was offering a second chance. She didn’t expect marriage, not because he was a confirmed bachelor, but because it didn’t figure into her short-term plans.
Chandra wanted to secure a teaching position, settle into her new residence, and dating Preston would become an added bonus. “I believe you,” she whispered, succumbing to the forceful, drugging possession of his lips. It was with supreme reluctance that she ended the kiss. “Let’s stop before one of the kids see us. I don’t want to send my nieces the wrong message, that it’s okay to make out in a car.”
Preston’s lids lowered, he successfully concealed his innermost feelings from the woman he wanted to make love to with a need that bordered on desperation. He knew it was her beauty, poise, intelligence and sensuality that fueled his obsession.
“The curtain just came down on the first act.”
Chandra smiled up at him through her lashes. “When do we begin act two?”
“Tonight.”
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