Prime Time
Sandra Brown
Language: English
Pages: 256
ISBN: 0446364290
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
More than anything else, cable TV reporter Andrea Malone wanted a network job. And it could be hers if she gained a coveted interview with the aging General Ratiff -- especially if she uncovered the secret that drove him into seclusion at his Texas ranch. One obstacle was Lyon Ratiff, the general's watchdog of a son. Andrea had a plan, but had no way of knowing how Lyon's unexpected, undeniable effect on her would change everything, how they both would face a storm of suspicion and betrayal -- and how Andrea Malone would have to choose between the ruthless demands of her profession and the equally strong dictates of the heart.
hunger tamed by tenderness. His hand found her breasts again, bared now by his swift and careful removal of the bikini top. Her nipples became firm and erect in his palms as he covered her. His caressing fingers rewarded them for their ready response. Gently, gently. She made no protest when his hand slid beneath the bottom of her bikini and eased it down over her hips. With slow, graceful movements of her legs between his, it floated free. He clasped her nakedness to his. Desire was kept banked
fingers. He dipped his head to reward it. Her response rippled through her body, and he began to move. He touched her in a way she’d never been touched before. Not only physically, but spiritually, and she gave herself up to it. She knew. In spite of their inauspicious meeting, his mistrust, his sarcasm, his rankling taunts, and the anger they had engendered in her, she loved this man. If she had not, she would have been able to ignore the insults he had heaped on her. She would have disregarded
was laughing in earnest now, both at his words and his gnawing lips on her neck. “I like green personally, because with red hair it’s my best color, but some prefer—” His words broke off abruptly, and his hands tensed. Andy’s laughter died away, and she opened her eyes to look up at him. She followed the direction of his stare toward the doorway, where Lyon towered like a menacing giant. Every muscle of his body was tensed, and he was rocking back and forth slightly, like an animal tethered on
for the sake of a promotion. Not my father. He valued the life of every man under his command, from his officers to the humblest fresh recruit. When he realized what had happened, he was devastated. He couldn’t ever forget that his error had cost the lives of so many men, created so many widows and orphans …” his voice trailed off. “But, Lyon, measured against his valor, one mistake is forgiveable.” “To us, yes. Not to him. He was sickened that the battle was hailed as one of the turning points
laugh starting in her chest gained force until it broke through her lips. “I was just thinking about what Gabe Sanders said about you.” “And?” “He said you were likely to do what you damn well pleased.” “Did he now?” he drawled, tilting her lips up for another long, deep kiss. They had returned to her hotel room as soon as they could push their way through the curious crowd that disembarked from the barge. The moment he closed the door behind them, he caught her in his arms and said gravely,