and Lucy Cavanaugh have one of Oberon’s
hottest marriages. But it wasn’t always strawberries and cream...or was
it? In this
Oberon prequel, we travel back in time to see how it all began and
learn if one
hot summer full of such fleeting pleasures can really last a lifetime.
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Damp tendrils of dark hair
clung to her neck and
her face was flushed with heat; no doubt in reaction to the
temperatures here in the greenhouse. Still, he couldn’t help but
suspect that everything about her would always scream heat
at him, even if they were both blue with cold and standing in an igloo.
Not that he wasn’t fervently grateful for the
sultry conditions around them, which he assumed were responsible for
the abbreviated outfit she wore. Her bare shoulders rose out of a
yellow halter top that seemed barely big enough to contain her full,
round breasts, and which brilliantly accentuated the narrowness of her
waist. Her cut-off jeans had been slit high enough on the sides to
expose an extremely gratifying amount of firm, tanned thigh. So, okay,
maybe the scuffed work boots didn’t do all that much for him, but, he
decided as his glance slid slowly back up the bronze expanse of bare
leg, he could easily overlook a little thing like that.
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