my woman, and I’m your man. Say it for me baby.”
Beaming, her eyes sparkled like jewels and her bright smile warmed his heart. Her head placed gently against his chest, she wrapped her arms around him. “Thank you. I’m not easily intimidated, and a few gawkers aren’t going to rattle me. You’re my man, and I’m your woman.”
He kissed her tenderly until her knees wobbled. “We’ll finish this tonight.”
His cold, hard eyes averted the gawk of the bold onlookers. Whatever their issue was, he didn’t care. He clung to her even more, making sure she knew she was his and that she was secure with him.
O n Thursday, they went back to his house and lazed around for most of the day. He retreated to his study to work for a few hours while she bathed in the pool and relaxed. He was content to spend a quiet evening at home with Kerrigan. That night, he would test her talents.
Sitting next to her on the sofa in the family room, he shifted his position to face her and asked, “Will you tickle my ivory?”
Her eyebrows shot up, and lips parted.
“I meant play something on the piano for me,” he said, as one corner of his mouth slanted into a flirty smile.
She blushed. “I haven’t played in years, but I’ll try. I love Beethoven’s Silence. The piece is beautiful.”
He stood. Grabbing her hand, he pulled her to her feet and led her from the casual comfort of the family into the elegant opulence of his showcase living room. He never liked the space, but his interior decorator talked him into designing a room filled with expensive custom-made furnishings and authentic artwork as a must-have for entertaining.
Kerrigan slinked her way to the ebony Steinway baby grand and sat, fanning out her coral floor-length dress across the black bench. Long, graceful fingers lined the ivory keys, pressing them into melodic symphony as music echoed off the walls filled the room.
Fifteen minutes later, Axel moved from the cream chiffon sofa where he sat, and joined her on the bench, sitting so closely that he saw her chest go from calm to a rapid rise and fall as he closed the distance between them. Her fingers slipped, missing the right notes. The offending sound ended her playing mid-chord.
“If you want me to play, you need to move back. You’re making me nervous.”
A slow guilty smile perched his lips, and he moved closer until he wrapped his arms around her waist. “You’re very talented.” He leaned down and kissed her until she panted softly. “Play for me later. I’m going to make love to you, right here and now.”
She melted into his touch. “Axel, I…” He shoved his tongue into her mouth, silencing her defense. The clashing sound of random keys being pressed as they leaned against the piano keys impassioned and breathless was their duet.
Releasing her trembling body and with an abrupt move, he turned on the piano’s auto-play function. “Shh, baby. Don’t say a word. Let me make love to you.” A soft melody filled the room once more.
The second he resumed his touch, caressing and fondling her, she was his again, lost in the sensual heat of his command. “Yes,” she whispered a raspy reply.
Entwined and enraptured with Kerrigan, he slipped to the floor bringing her hot, writhing body onto his. He made love to her there on the floor, on the sofa and on the piano, tenderly, all night. The memory they made that night would forever change his opinion of the stodgy room.
CHAPTER THREE
Friday, October 5
Early Friday morning Axel and Kerrigan drove two hours north to spend the weekend at his mountain cabin. He didn’t immediately tell her where he was taking her. Half way to their destination, he broke the news.
He glanced at her cautiously. “Are you sure you want to know where we’re heading?” Suddenly, his stomach was heavy, like stones resting inside.
H er head leaned back against the black leather headrest. She turned away from the scenic view of magnificent pines and caught his