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Worth didn’t know how to ease that kind of sorrow. The best he could do was divert her thoughts and give her an alternative outlet for her battered emotions. “With luck, he didn’t know about your lousy memory.”
Her eyes shot to his. He answered the question in them. “You’ve forgotten I hate your hair skinned back in a bun.” This time he didn’t hand her the hairpins he removed, but stepped out of the car and tossed them in a nearby garbage can.
“You can’t do that.” Elizabeth had already fastened her seat belt, and by the time she extricated herself, he was back in the car.
“I just did.”
“Stop at a store so I can buy more pins.”
“Nope.”
“I cannot walk around looking like this.”
Worth critically scrutinized her. “You’re right; it’s scrunched together at the back. It needs to hang loose, like this.” He combed her hair with his fingers, inhaling the scent of baby shampoo. She must use the same shampoo she used for Jamie. He’d never thought of baby shampoo as a perfume designed to drive men wild. Most perfumes made his nose itch.
She didn’t move, a statue carved from ivory. Not ivory. Not with pale freckles sprinkled across her nose and upper cheeks. Not too many freckles. Just enough to draw a man’s eye. And tempt his lips.
He trailed a knuckle from one pale dot to another. And watched as faint pink color washed over her cheekbones. His gaze dropped to her mouth. Lips the color of wild roses, they parted slightly, allowing him a peek at a row of perfect pearls. Slowly he slid the back of his hand across the fullness of her lower lip, his muscles taut as he remembered the heat, the moistness of her mouth.
Outside the car, traffic moved and people talked. Car doors slammed, radios blared and a dog barked. Jamie babbled in the backseat.
In the front seat Elizabeth made ragged breathing sounds.
Worth wrapped his hands around her face, feeling the soft, pliable warmth of her cheeks with his calloused fingers. He couldn’t look away from her luminous eyes. Emotions swirled across green seas, then slowed, coalescing into pools of sensual awareness.
He wanted to kiss her.
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