it, and working with Roberto gave me a chance to stretch my wings as a nurse again. I haven’t pushed my boundaries for a long time.”
Miklo gave her a sideways smile, admiring the gutsit had taken for her to walk into that OR yesterday. “You are definitely one of the bravest people I have ever met.” Her courage humbled him, and it was something he obviously needed a large dose of now and then.
“Me? No way. I can’t even get on an airplane without having an anxiety attack. I’m like one of those people you see on the commercials, hyperventilating into a paper bag.”
Miklo laughed and it was good to feel the sensation rumbling through his chest again. “Then I guess going flying with me in my plane this afternoon is out of the question.”
She gave him a look of astonishment. “Absolutely.”
Though fear flashed in her eyes, the slight smile that curved her full lips upward made him think there might be another time for her to fly. “Come on, then, let’s go see the rest of the dinosaurs.” Miklo took her hand in his.
It seemed the most natural thing in the world to have Miklo’s hand clasping hers as they wound their way through the prehistoric exhibits, chatting about nothing in particular. Then they were seated to watch the IMAX film on a two-story screen designed to draw the viewer in and almost become part of the show.
Jeannine lost herself in the sights and sounds of the undersea adventure, but lost herself more in the feel of Miklo’s arm warm and comforting around her shoulders. The longer the film progressed, the more she relaxed into him, his arm tucking her against his side. The hesitation in her lifted, and she rested her headagainst him. In the dark he couldn’t see her scars or feel their rough texture. The dark setting gave her a certain amount of freedom that she never would have otherwise found.
With a sigh, he rested his chin on the top of her head. Jeannine closed her eyes and listened to the beating of her heart. Somehow, she had never heard it beat the way it did now, filling up every void in her body. Each breath she took filled her with hesitant joy and Miklo’s spicy scent.
Then he pressed a chaste kiss to her temple, and the moment froze as one she would never, ever forget.
No man had ever made her feel this way. Whatever it was in Miklo that she found attractive seemed to have settled deep within her, and wasn’t going to go away. The thought aroused and frightened her at the same time.
He turned slightly toward her and the warmth of his hand cupping her cheek caught her off guard. She couldn’t see his eyes, but she felt the intensity of his gaze as he guided her face up to his. Desire that she hadn’t allowed herself to feel unfolded inside her, one delicious petal at a time. Could something that felt so delicious be wrong? She was about to find out.
Unable to deny the thoughts, the feelings, and the need hurtling to the surface, she gave in. The memory of his kiss from last evening raced through her and with it the desire for more. Raising her face, she leaned toward him, searching for that connection, that fulfillment it seemed that only Miklo could offer.
She wasn’t disappointed. With his mouth a hair’sbreadth from hers, he breathed in, seeming to inhale her scent, her fragrance, her essence into himself. A tremor shot through him that rebounded in her as he lowered his head and took her mouth with his.
The shock of electricity created by his warm mouth lit fires deep within her. A moan that had been trapped within her rumbled free, and she clung to Miklo, needing the taste of his tongue, the heat of his mouth, and the desire of his body to make her once again feel like a woman. The last man to touch her had made her feel worthless. Miklo made her feel delicate as he held her against him.
He didn’t know why he did it. Was it the story she had told about her injury, the details she’d left untold, or was it the nuance of attraction he’d felt for her
Miklo gave her a sideways smile, admiring the gutsit had taken for her to walk into that OR yesterday. “You are definitely one of the bravest people I have ever met.” Her courage humbled him, and it was something he obviously needed a large dose of now and then.
“Me? No way. I can’t even get on an airplane without having an anxiety attack. I’m like one of those people you see on the commercials, hyperventilating into a paper bag.”
Miklo laughed and it was good to feel the sensation rumbling through his chest again. “Then I guess going flying with me in my plane this afternoon is out of the question.”
She gave him a look of astonishment. “Absolutely.”
Though fear flashed in her eyes, the slight smile that curved her full lips upward made him think there might be another time for her to fly. “Come on, then, let’s go see the rest of the dinosaurs.” Miklo took her hand in his.
It seemed the most natural thing in the world to have Miklo’s hand clasping hers as they wound their way through the prehistoric exhibits, chatting about nothing in particular. Then they were seated to watch the IMAX film on a two-story screen designed to draw the viewer in and almost become part of the show.
Jeannine lost herself in the sights and sounds of the undersea adventure, but lost herself more in the feel of Miklo’s arm warm and comforting around her shoulders. The longer the film progressed, the more she relaxed into him, his arm tucking her against his side. The hesitation in her lifted, and she rested her headagainst him. In the dark he couldn’t see her scars or feel their rough texture. The dark setting gave her a certain amount of freedom that she never would have otherwise found.
With a sigh, he rested his chin on the top of her head. Jeannine closed her eyes and listened to the beating of her heart. Somehow, she had never heard it beat the way it did now, filling up every void in her body. Each breath she took filled her with hesitant joy and Miklo’s spicy scent.
Then he pressed a chaste kiss to her temple, and the moment froze as one she would never, ever forget.
No man had ever made her feel this way. Whatever it was in Miklo that she found attractive seemed to have settled deep within her, and wasn’t going to go away. The thought aroused and frightened her at the same time.
He turned slightly toward her and the warmth of his hand cupping her cheek caught her off guard. She couldn’t see his eyes, but she felt the intensity of his gaze as he guided her face up to his. Desire that she hadn’t allowed herself to feel unfolded inside her, one delicious petal at a time. Could something that felt so delicious be wrong? She was about to find out.
Unable to deny the thoughts, the feelings, and the need hurtling to the surface, she gave in. The memory of his kiss from last evening raced through her and with it the desire for more. Raising her face, she leaned toward him, searching for that connection, that fulfillment it seemed that only Miklo could offer.
She wasn’t disappointed. With his mouth a hair’sbreadth from hers, he breathed in, seeming to inhale her scent, her fragrance, her essence into himself. A tremor shot through him that rebounded in her as he lowered his head and took her mouth with his.
The shock of electricity created by his warm mouth lit fires deep within her. A moan that had been trapped within her rumbled free, and she clung to Miklo, needing the taste of his tongue, the heat of his mouth, and the desire of his body to make her once again feel like a woman. The last man to touch her had made her feel worthless. Miklo made her feel delicate as he held her against him.
He didn’t know why he did it. Was it the story she had told about her injury, the details she’d left untold, or was it the nuance of attraction he’d felt for her
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