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laughter that she couldn’t stop for about thirty minutes.
Throughout the day everyone had been nice to her, encouraged
her when she did something that looked good for the camera, and the
criticisms were constructive and not too hard to deal with. Marlena
was true to her word and stood by for every shot, watching like a
mother bear protecting her cub to ensure nothing got distasteful.
Dunking a chocolate chip cookie into the milk, she wondered
where Gavan had gone. She figured he’d gotten bored and gone
home. Neither of them had gotten much sleep the night before, so he
was probably exhausted. Besides, standing around watching the photo
shoot can’t have been very exciting for him. The thought of their
previous night together came back to her and she smiled, feeling huge
butterflies take flight in her stomach. It was then she realized how
disappointed she was he wasn’t there with her. There was still a sweet
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soreness in her thighs from grasping Gavan’s strong torso between
them. Thinking of it now made her breasts tingle and she felt herself
grow wet. She never thought a man could make her feel like Gavan
did, so easily, over and over again. It was like his sole focus had been
to satisfy her. His satisfaction depended completely upon hers. She
realized that she missed him horribly.
Even though it was actually still quite early in the evening, Tessa
decided to give in to her exhaustion and make it an early night to get
some much needed sleep. She was closing the dishwasher when the
doorbell rang. Assuming Marlena had forgotten something, she
opened the door.
It wasn’t Marlena.
He filled the doorway, in form-fitting faded jeans and black boots.
A well-worn leather jacket hung open over a blue-and-white pin-
striped shirt. The first few buttons were left open so Tessa could see
his strong, tanned chest.
“Gavan!” Tessa squealed and threw herself into his arms, but he
stopped her and held her at arm’s length.
Standing before her in the doorway he had an odd, unsettled look
on his face. His usually warm amber eyes held a cold glint. She
wondered for a moment if he’d been out with Jaime and had a few too
many beers, but she didn’t smell alcohol on him.
A muscle in his clenched jaw twitched.
“Gavan?” She was confused, didn’t understand his behavior.
“What’s going on? Is something wrong? Are you okay?”
He didn’t look at or answer her, but released his firm grip and
moved past her into the house. Tessa closed and locked the door and
turned in time to see him climbing the stairs to her room. She didn’t
know how to feel. He was acting oddly and she felt that something
was horribly wrong. She followed him up the stairs and walked to her
bedroom door which he’d closed behind him. Pushing the door open
slowly, she saw him standing in the dim light with his back to her,
holding her High Priestess costume in his hand.
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“Gavan?” She stood very still.
Seconds passed and she heard him breathe in deeply before he
said, “Come here, Tessa.”
His tone wasn’t harsh, but it was definitely firm. Commanding.
She forced her feet to take the steps necessary to reach him on the
other side of the room.
When she was close enough, she reached out to touch him, but
before she could, he thrust the costume at her and said in the same
commanding tone, “Put this on. The whole thing, doona forget the
boots.” He stalked out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Wow. Talk about confusing. Was he serious? He sounded serious.
But why all the mystery? What happened to make him behave this
way? She stood there wondering what she should do. Slowly, she
realized that he was hurting for some reason. That was what she’d
seen in his face when he stood at her front door. Had she done
something to hurt him? She couldn’t think of anything, but even if she
had done something unintentionally, she wanted to make it right. She
hated seeing him like this.
When she had the whole costume back on, no small feat without a
team to help her, she did a little teasing to get the “big hair” thing
happening again and put the tiara on. She lined her eyes with brown
kohl pencil and used the spongy end to smudge it a bit to get the
smoky effect that Jackie had given her for the shoot. A little pale pink
gloss completed the look. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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laughter that she couldn’t stop for about thirty minutes.
Throughout the day everyone had been nice to her, encouraged
her when she did something that looked good for the camera, and the
criticisms were constructive and not too hard to deal with. Marlena
was true to her word and stood by for every shot, watching like a
mother bear protecting her cub to ensure nothing got distasteful.
Dunking a chocolate chip cookie into the milk, she wondered
where Gavan had gone. She figured he’d gotten bored and gone
home. Neither of them had gotten much sleep the night before, so he
was probably exhausted. Besides, standing around watching the photo
shoot can’t have been very exciting for him. The thought of their
previous night together came back to her and she smiled, feeling huge
butterflies take flight in her stomach. It was then she realized how
disappointed she was he wasn’t there with her. There was still a sweet
Tessa’s Highlander
83
soreness in her thighs from grasping Gavan’s strong torso between
them. Thinking of it now made her breasts tingle and she felt herself
grow wet. She never thought a man could make her feel like Gavan
did, so easily, over and over again. It was like his sole focus had been
to satisfy her. His satisfaction depended completely upon hers. She
realized that she missed him horribly.
Even though it was actually still quite early in the evening, Tessa
decided to give in to her exhaustion and make it an early night to get
some much needed sleep. She was closing the dishwasher when the
doorbell rang. Assuming Marlena had forgotten something, she
opened the door.
It wasn’t Marlena.
He filled the doorway, in form-fitting faded jeans and black boots.
A well-worn leather jacket hung open over a blue-and-white pin-
striped shirt. The first few buttons were left open so Tessa could see
his strong, tanned chest.
“Gavan!” Tessa squealed and threw herself into his arms, but he
stopped her and held her at arm’s length.
Standing before her in the doorway he had an odd, unsettled look
on his face. His usually warm amber eyes held a cold glint. She
wondered for a moment if he’d been out with Jaime and had a few too
many beers, but she didn’t smell alcohol on him.
A muscle in his clenched jaw twitched.
“Gavan?” She was confused, didn’t understand his behavior.
“What’s going on? Is something wrong? Are you okay?”
He didn’t look at or answer her, but released his firm grip and
moved past her into the house. Tessa closed and locked the door and
turned in time to see him climbing the stairs to her room. She didn’t
know how to feel. He was acting oddly and she felt that something
was horribly wrong. She followed him up the stairs and walked to her
bedroom door which he’d closed behind him. Pushing the door open
slowly, she saw him standing in the dim light with his back to her,
holding her High Priestess costume in his hand.
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“Gavan?” She stood very still.
Seconds passed and she heard him breathe in deeply before he
said, “Come here, Tessa.”
His tone wasn’t harsh, but it was definitely firm. Commanding.
She forced her feet to take the steps necessary to reach him on the
other side of the room.
When she was close enough, she reached out to touch him, but
before she could, he thrust the costume at her and said in the same
commanding tone, “Put this on. The whole thing, doona forget the
boots.” He stalked out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Wow. Talk about confusing. Was he serious? He sounded serious.
But why all the mystery? What happened to make him behave this
way? She stood there wondering what she should do. Slowly, she
realized that he was hurting for some reason. That was what she’d
seen in his face when he stood at her front door. Had she done
something to hurt him? She couldn’t think of anything, but even if she
had done something unintentionally, she wanted to make it right. She
hated seeing him like this.
When she had the whole costume back on, no small feat without a
team to help her, she did a little teasing to get the “big hair” thing
happening again and put the tiara on. She lined her eyes with brown
kohl pencil and used the spongy end to smudge it a bit to get the
smoky effect that Jackie had given her for the shoot. A little pale pink
gloss completed the look. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]