But there was something about this particular woman that pulled his gaze back. A Harlequin-style story of about 20 years ago that was such a waste of my time. Taking her time with her selection, she opted for the water. Cody shook his head at something Gray told him, and his voice rose a little, enough to carry but not enough to make the words clear. A lot of times construction sites end up as lovers' lanes.
Dan menjengkelkan sekali ternyata arsitek proyek ini memiliki rancangan yang sulit sekali sehingga sebelum bertemu dengan sang arsitek, Abra memiliki image negative terhadap Cody. She wants the project to move smoothly. This is Cody and Abra's story. Where there had been order, there was now chaos. He iacked both the drive and the compassion that had been so much a part of his father.
She tells him a better way to make something work from a construction viewpoint and he all but pats her on the head while insisting they never deviate from his drawings. Cody smiled to himself as he turned off the shower. No, he couldn't see anything in his basic design that needed, or that he'd allow to be changed. He didn't realize that the fall and those few seconds of numbness had saved his life. Correcting the wiring would have been difficult and time-consuming enough, but if the concrete and the steel were substandard, it all had to come down.
I guess I was more shaken up than I realized. Fury, she thought with a kind of edgy curiosity. Cody was gesturing toward the rear wall, where the side of the mountain sloped in to become part of the building-or the building to become part of the mountain. I wasn't coming on to him, nor he to me. Claire was not the worst but also far from the best narrator.
Nothing washes away the dust like a cold beer. He didn't find it intrusive as he studied the woman across from him. I read this a couple of years ago and decided to check it out on audio when it came available at the library. He drew it in as he let his mouth glide over her throat and down to where her skin became impossibly soft, impossibly delicate. . Turning back to the table, she began to tidy her papers. He couldn't see her eyes because of the distance and the shade from the brim of her hat, but her voice as she called out an order was clear enough.
It was unfair, he told himself. In fact, she could - Her thoughts broke off as she stared down. But her pulse would be hammering for some time to come. Apparently he's been going after success in all the wrong ways. Tim should have been there, overseeing the scheduling. She'd been talking to herself for so long that it was time to leave and she wasn't even dressed. That, more than anything else in the room, told him that she spent little time there but cared for what mattered to her.
And then… The hell with it, he thought as he closed his mouth over hers. I guess I've been trying not to think about that. It had always fascinated her to watch something strong and useful take shape-just as it had always disturbed her to see the land marred by progress. He didn't give a damn. Landscapers would plant a few desert shrubs and cacti, then let nature take over. Might have scared me off in my younger days.
He won't be the first to lose because of it. I never asked you what Nathan said. I've been thinking about it for a long time. Tucking his thumbs in the pockets of his jeans, he grinned. There were pictures of men scattered throughout, the only one he recognized being of Thornway senior. Nor was he an unknown. Carefully she rubbed them against the thighs of her jeans before settling inside and turning the key.
He'd thought it was because she was cautious, maybe even a little afraid of how strong the connection between them had become. Something else blew, and a chunk of two-by-four shot out like a bullet, missing him by inches. Tanto o arquitecto como esta engenheira de cabelos de cor de fogo, dirigem um projecto em conjunto, uma construção no Arizona que irá dar al Se o primeiro livro soube a pouco, este segundo encheu-me as medidas! Then, thankfully, in the second half, after they're together and treating each other more as equals, it takes on a bit of the flavor of Roberts' later romantic suspense novels and it's somewhat better. Because she understood that, she smiled and fumbled for something to say. More like a gunslinger, she realized, but she held her ground. She'd felt the strength, the roughness and the appeal of those hands. Sweat rolled down her back, evaporated, then rolled again in a cycle she had learned to live with.