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288 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 1991


But he is a DP H and just as butt headed as any of them, although he wasn't as mean as most others."The reviewer will remain nameless (yeah Preeti, it's you), but she was not alone in damning with faint praise. Fricking Evan is NOT a bad DP hero?? I am about two minutes from channeling my Dad's WWII bootcamp Marine cussing over this guy for lack of better term.
["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>She was nineteen, blond, buxom and blue-eyed, a statuesque young woman with long tanned legs that looked incredible in shorts.
"I could be dying of love for you," she said quietly. "And you don't even care that you're breaking my heart." He grinned. "Hearts don't break, especially at your age."
Better to stick to experienced women who weren't afraid of him.
Playing games with grown men could be dangerous. Someone needed to prove it to her.
"A man won't usually turn down a blatant invitation, even if it's against his better judgment."
He'd brought Nina, whom everyone knew was his old flame. The woman was now a successful fashion model in Houston, and she was visiting locally.
Nina sighed complacently. "My career has taken off since Evan helped me find that new agency."
"The band is very good," Nina remarked. "Evan, do let's dance!"
He had the lovely Nina close in his big arms and he was holding her with casual intimacy. Both her slender arms were looped around his neck; his hands on her waist held her carelessly close.
He tore his gaze away and bent to kiss Nina in front of the whole assembly. He did it thoroughly and with fierce need, to banish the sight of Anna's wounded face.
"I'll help you scrape the kid off, no problem."
"Anna is Randall's business, not mine. Dance. Help me get her off my neck."
It was humiliating to have him publicly reject her like this. As she glanced around, she caught people looking at her and began to notice the faint pity in their eyes.
"I'm sorry I made your life so difficult. I won't embarrass you anymore, I promise."
"I see," Harden murmured. "She's helping you fend off Anna."
"Anna's a virgin," Evan said shortly. "I'm almost certain of it. I had a rough experience with an innocent woman. These days, I look for sophistication."
"The doctor with the wandering eye, hmm?" Nina mused,...
Nina's delicate eyebrows levered up. "I haven't 'got' Evan at all," she said. "He only asked me out to keep you away from him. He said he'd do anything to scrape you off."
"Because the longer he feels you're a threat, the longer I'll have with him. He's quite something in bed," she said deliberately, watching Anna blush.
Only if Anna was kept away would Nina have a clear shot at Evan.
Evan glowered at her. "It isn't necessary to ridicule her," he said quietly. She stared at him blankly. "Why not? Everyone else does. It's common knowledge that she's made an utter fool of herself over you. She knows it, too."
"Do you know how to kiss, Anna?" he asked, his head spinning with this new experience of her, his reason abruptly gone in the heat of his need for her mouth. "Y-yes," she breathed. "Show me."
"You don't need to explain anything to me, Evan, I know how you feel. You want me, but I'm not in the running."
"Nina's more your style," she said bitterly, pushing at his chest. "She's experienced and sophisticated. I'll bet she knows as much as you do!"
"Good luck with your new job. I'll give Nina your regards."
The last thing he wanted to do was to hurt or humiliate her. But Denver hadn't rid him of his need for her. He hadn't been able to touch the woman who'd clung to him there. He'd intended to. He'd taken her back to his room, fed her drinks, flattered her. But when he'd pulled her into his arms and started kissing her, nothing happened.
"Why don't you marry him? It would get you out of my hair, at least."
"I haven't come near you! It's you who are harassing me!" "Turn about," he said softly, his eyes glittery. "How do you like it?"
Thank God for Nina, she must have finally convinced you that it was never going to work. Even a man who cares about a woman can't stomach that kind of harrassment.
The next few weeks dragged by, with Evan taunting her at every corner. He brought Nina in to buy paintings at the gallery, making his attentiveness to her so evident that Anna wanted to scream. He was seen around town with her, and seemed to go out of his way to make sure that Anna saw them. As revenge went, it was pure mastery. Anna felt as if she'd been cut to pieces, even if she did manage to salvage a little pride by stepping up her dates with Randall.
"Nina likes being touched," he said, his eyes holding hers. "She opens her mouth when I kiss her, and melts under my body...."
"I know you're not dying of love for me, Randall," she said quietly. "I know that there have been other women. It doesn't matter. I might as well marry you as anybody else. Why not?"
Evan was obviously not interested in her, either. He was being seen everywhere with Nina, flaunting his relationship. He'd even brought the woman to Polly's office with him, making his interest in her so evident that half the staff must have mentioned it to Anna.
The humiliation of knowing that Evan was totally aware of her helpless passion for him was unbearable. Having him flaunt Nina at her was worse.
We all know what he's been doing, throwing Nina in your face. I used to think that Evan was a big teddy bear, but Harden wasn't kidding when he told me Evan had fangs. I never dreamed he could be so cruel."
"You're mine," he whispered, nibbling softly at her nipple. "You belong to me. I'm not giving you to Randall."
"Do you let Randall do that to you?" he asked mockingly.
He was telling her that he owned her, and that wasn't true. She couldn't let him humiliate her again.
"You wanted to show me that I can't resist you. All right, you've done it. Now you can go and laugh about it with Nina. But I'm going to marry Randall."
"Well, hello," Nina gushed. She went up to Evan and blatantly kissed him, despite his obvious reticence.
"What kind of life will we have, falling all over your discarded lovers every time we go out to eat? Evan, I don't want this," she said wildly. "I can't marry you...!"
Você ainda o ama? A mãe ergueu uma das sobrancelhas escuras perfeitas. – O amor é um mito. – Oh, mamãe. – Anna suspirou. Polly se limitou a soltar uma risada. – Sonhe à vontade, criança. Prefiro ficar com meus comprovantes de depósito bancário e uma abundância de ações e títulos no cofre.
E Nina está com ele. Aquela mulher é uma especialista em encontrar o impossível.
Trouxera Nina, que todo mundo sabia ser sua antiga paixão. A mulher era agora uma modelo de sucesso em Houston e estava visitando a cidade.
Sim. – Nina suspirou, complacente. – Minha carreira decolou depois que Evan me ajudou a encontrar aquela nova agência.
Evan estava lhe transmitindo uma mensagem muito clara: fique longe de mim.
A graciosa Nina se encontrava envolta em seus braços grandes, que a seguravam com casual intimidade. Por sua vez, os braços magros de Nina estavam enroscados no pescoço de Evan.
Desviando o olhar, ele inclinou a cabeça e beijou Nina na frente de todos os presentes.
Nina estava ofegante quando ele a soltou. E Anna havia desaparecido.
Eu o ajudarei a se livrar dessa menina, sem problemas.
Anna é problema de Randall, não meu. Ajude-me a fazer com que ela desgrude de mim. Nina exibiu um sorriso afetuoso. – O prazer é todo meu.
Evan não dançou com mais ninguém além de Nina e lhe dispensava tanta atenção que a especulação sobre uma possível reconciliação entre os dois se espalhou feito fogo em palha.
Não sabia que você pintava. – Com a atenção que me dispensa, não é nada surpreendente – retrucou ela, imperturbável, aplicando mais tinta amarela à tela.
Ele só me convidou para sair para mantê-la afastada. Disse-me que faria qualquer coisa para se livrar de você.
Não precisa me explicar nada, sei como se sente. Você me quer, mas eu não sirvo.
Nina faz mais seu estilo – afirmou ela, amarga, empurrando-lhe o peito. – É experiente e sofisticada. Aposto que sabe tanto quanto você!
Nina não está correspondendo ao seu ardor, ou isso é algum tipo de vingança? – perguntou ela.
Concordo. Boa sorte em seu novo emprego. Transmitirei suas saudações a Nina.
Não fora capaz sequer de tocar a mulher que se colara a ele naquela cidade. Era o que prendia fazer quando a levara para seu quarto de hotel, lhe oferecera alguns drinques e flertara com ela. Mas, quando a tomou nos braços e começou a beijá-la, nada aconteceu.
Pela primeira vez, seu corpo o traíra. Dispensara a mulher e xingara Anna até ficar rouco.
– E o que você faz comigo é justo? – perguntou ele em um tom de voz frio. – Não tenho feito nada a não ser evitá-lo – retrucou Anna, tristonha.
Por que não se casa com ele? Isso a faria desgrudar de mim.
O jogo virou – disse ele, suave, com os olhos faiscando. – Como se sente? – Detesto isso! – vociferou ela. – Eu também detestava, querida – retrucou Evan com a voz fria.
Até mesmo um homem que aprecia mulheres ficaria enojado com esse tipo de perseguição.
As semanas que se seguiram se arrastaram, com Evan a assombrando a cada esquina. Ele levou Nina à galeria para comprar quadros, mostrando-se tão atencioso com a namorada que Anna teve vontade de gritar.
Evan circulava por toda a cidade com Nina e parecia mudar seu caminho apenas para se certificar de que ela os visse.

