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Pedro will never know. He thinks I m in Corpus. Let s go back to
your room.
I m waiting for Katie.
That cold bitch? I heard her husband left her because she s
frigid.
Her husband was a jerk, Michael said in steely tones. And
speaking of which, why don t you go back to yours?
Because he bores me. The only good thing in this marriage is his
money. I ll get to go to Hollywood now.
I wouldn t count on it. Pedro stepped out from behind the
oleander bush.
Carmen jumped up, her face turning ashen. Pedro! Honey. What
are you doing here? When he didn t answer, she looked at
Michael and then at Katie and back to Pedro. Michael said
Katherine was running late, so I asked him if I could rehearse a
scene I plan to use for an audition . . . that s what you heard,
sweetheart.
I don t think so.
Really. Tell him, Michael. When he didn t respond, she went to
her husband and curled her hand around his arm. Let s go home.
You know I can make you
No. The only place you re going is back to San Antonio and your
parents. I m consulting a divorce attorney in the morning.
Pedro looked at the manila envelope in his hand. Katherine
scarcely dared to breathe. If he were serious about getting a
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divorce, he wouldn t be moving and he d have no reason to sell his
property.
Mr. Martinez . . . she began
Don t worry. He tossed the packet on the table and looked
Michael in the eye. We re even, hombre.
Michael took the packet and put it in his briefcase. We re even.
Pedro nodded once and then turned and walked away, a tearful
Carmen following him. Katherine smiled at Michael. It seems we
have something to celebrate.
We do, and I know how I want to do it, Michael answered as he
stood and moved closer, taking her hand. It involves both of us
being naked, so perhaps we should go to your place?
Her body went into full tingle. Perhaps we should.
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Chapter Five
Katherine never thought she d go to bed with Michael again. Yet
here he was, in her house, in her bedroom, bruised ribs forgotten.
She felt suddenly shy. Sex with her ex-husband had never been
special. Maybe she had been frigid the past fifteen years. Maybe
she had lost whatever it took to please a man . . .
You re looking awfully contemplative, Michael said as he pulled
her into his arms and massaged her back. Not having second
thoughts, are you?
She took a deep breath. You re cashing in on that raincheck pretty
fast. Are you sure you re up to it? We can wait
Come here, he growled.
She burrowed her face into the warmth of his neck. Oh, he felt
good. I just don t know if I can light your fire like I used to. She
felt, rather than heard, the low rumble of a chuckle deep in his
chest. Then his fingers gently lifted her face toward him.
There s a bloody inferno already raging in me. His hands slid to
her buttocks and he pressed her against him. Does that answer
your question? Not giving her time to answer, Michael slanted his
mouth over hers, his lips warm and firm as he kissed her, gently at
first and then with increasing pressure as his tongue glided across
her lips, tasting her, teasing her.
Katherine moaned softly as he nuzzled her neck, alternating
between light kisses and sharp nips, keeping her on the edge of
anticipation, not knowing which would be next. His hand trailed
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upward, along her hip and then her ribs. Fingers brushed the side
of her breast and she turned slightly in his arms, wanting more.
Katherine arched her back and moaned.
Clothes. They had on too many clothes. She wanted bare skin.
Katherine tugged at his polo shirt. He obliged her by pulling it over
his head while she worked the belt and zipper of his jeans.
Just a minute here. His golden eyes glowed in the rays of the
setting sun that slanted in her bedroom window as he reached for
the buttons of her silk blouse. If I remember right, we used to do
this garment for garment.
Katherine closed her eyes to savor the teasing touch of his
fingertips as he exposed her flesh, inch by inch, to the cool air of
the room. The silk slid down off her arms and suddenly, she was
scared to open her eyes. Would he be disappointed in what fifteen
years had done? She wasn t wearing a bra and she wasn t as perky
as she once had been.
Beautiful, he said. Just like I remembered.
A surge of warmth love and lust washed over her as she opened
her eyes to find him staring intently at her breasts. Heat seared
through her and muscles clenched deep in her abdomen.
Her knees began to buckle and then she was flat on her back on
the bed. Unzipping her skirt, Michael slid it down her legs and
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