Lover Beware by Christine Feehan, Eileen Wilks, Fiona Brand, Katherine Sutcliffe Page B

chance.”
    “There are no intimate details,” Sarah objected, exasperated. “I’m going to install a security system for him. Kate, don’t let them read your books anymore, you’re giving them wild imaginations.”
    “It wasn’t our imaginations that he was kissing you,” Hannah pointed out gleefully. “We saw you!”
    “And you were kissing him back,” Abbey added.
    “Well, that part wasn’t altogether my fault!” Sarah defended. “He’s a great kisser. What could I do but kiss the man back?”
    The sisters looked at one another solemnly and burst out laughing simultaneously. The dog curled up in the corner lifted his head and whined softly to get their attention.
    “He’s here, Sarah, and the gate must have opened for him a second time,” Kate said, intrigued. “I really have to take a long look at the Drake history book. I want to see exactly what that prophecy says. How strange that something written hundreds of years ago applies to us even in this modern day and age.”
    “Kate, sweetie,” Abbey said, “every age thinks it’s progressive and modern but in reality we’re going to be considered backward someday.”
    “He’s on the verandah,” Kate announced and hurried to the front door.
    Her sisters trailed after her. Sarah’s heart began to race. Damon was not the kind of man she had ever considered she’d be attracted to, yet she couldn’t stop thinking about him. She thought a lot about his smile, the way two small dents appeared near the corners of his mouth. Intriguing, tempting little dents. He had the kind of smile that invited long drugging kisses, hot, melting together….
    “Sarah!” Hannah hissed her name. “The temperature just went up a hundred degrees in here. You know you can’t think like that around us. Sheesh! One day with this man and your entire moral code has collapsed.”
    Sarah considered arguing, but she didn’t have much of a defense. If Damon hadn’t been such a gentleman and stopped at just kissing, she might have made love to him. All right, she would have made love to him. She should have made love to him. She lay awake all night, hot and bothered and edgy with need. Darn the man for having chivalrous manners anyway. She smiled and touched her mouth with a feeling of awe. He had kissed her most of the night. Delicious, wonderful, sinfully rich kisses…
    “Sarah!” All three of her sisters reprimanded her at once.
    Sarah grinned at them unrepentantly. “I can’t help it, he just affects me that way.”
    “Well, try not to throw yourself at him,” Abbey urged. “It’s so unbecoming in a Drake. Dignity at all times when it comes to men.”
    Hannah was looking out the window. She wrinkled her nose. “Kate, when you open the door for Damon, do let the dogs out for their morning romp. They’ve been cooped up all night, the poor things.”
    Kate nodded and obediently waved the dogs through as she greeted Damon. “How nice to see you, Mr. Wilder. Sarah has told us so much about you.”
    The dogs rushed past Damon. He leaned heavily on his cane, watching the large animals charge the sheriff, who was making his way up the path. Just as the man reached the gate, it swung closed with a loud bang. The dogs hit it hard, growling, baring their teeth, and digging frantically in an effort to get at their prey.
    “This isn’t funny, Hannah!” Jonas Harrington yelled. “I was invited by your sister and I showed up as a favor. Stop being so childish and call off your hounds.”
    Hannah smiled sweetly at Damon and held out her hand. “Pay no attention to the toad, Mr. Wilder, he comes around every now and then playing with his little gun, thinking he’s going to impress the natives.” She yawned, covering her mouth delicately. “It’s so boring and childish but we have to humor him.”
    Sarah whistled sharply and the dogs instantly ceased growling, backing away from the fence to return to the house. When the animals were safely by her side, the gate swung