Liam's Perfect Woman (Home to Harbor Town 2) - Page 12

She was the one to laugh this time. “Forgive me for saying so, but I don’t think you’re much of an expert.” When he quirked his eyebrows at her, she laughed some more. “I like to dance for fun. I still take lessons. It’s a hobby, but I think it’d be a monumental mistake to quit my day job.”

His shrug seemed to say he’d let her have her way because he didn’t want to ruffle her feathers any more than he already had. Natalie decided that it was imperative to bring this conversation back to professional matters.

“Liam—” She paused when he tensed. His steady gaze unnerved her. “What…why are you looking at me like that?” she mumbled incredulously.

“It’s nice…the way you say my name. So, where were you going when I called you?” he asked. Natalie blinked. Had he really just said he liked the sound of her saying his name with so much heat, and then switched the topic as casually as if he was making a comment about the weather?

“I was on my way to my brother’s. I was going to make him dinner, if he was available.”

“Why don’t you let me make you dinner instead? I grill a mean steak and make a mediocre salad.”

“That’s not necessary—”

“I know it’s not necessary. I want to. Why are you so surprised by that?”

“It’ll take more than Liam Kavanaugh offering to cook a meal to surprise me,” she shot back in the midst of her rising confusion.

Her breath caught when he leaned forward and examined her through a narrowed gaze.

“You’re not being honest,” he murmured, his light tone belying his X-raying gaze. “You’re surprised that I want to have dinner with you. Why would you be surprised that a man would want to have dinner with a beautiful woman, Natalie?”

Chapter Three

He’d give anything to comprehend what was going on in that brain of hers. One second she was acting like a skittish colt and the next she was saying something deadpan in that low, sexy voice of hers, reminding him for all the world of a sophisticated Bacall baiting Bogie.

She was a puzzle, and the detective in him needed to figure her out.

Liam bit off a potent urge to ask her to take off her glasses. He knew she wore them to protect her sensitive eye, so he refrained. B

arely. They’d sat there and talked for the past half hour and almost the entire time he’d been hungry to look into those soft, dark eyes… When he wasn’t admiring her elegant arms, or the slope of her shoulders, or her legs or her firm, full breasts.

He felt guilty about it, but he wasn’t really sorry that the cleaning lady had switched on that light the other night. He was greedy. If that light hadn’t gone on, he wouldn’t have been gifted with the vision of Natalie’s exquisite face and huge, startled eyes.

He wouldn’t have sacrificed that.

Why did he have this almost overwhelming need to touch her again, like he had the other night? She’d quivered in his arms like a shaking leaf, but she’d felt so soft.

She’d fit against him perfectly. He couldn’t quiet the desire to explore every nuance of that fit.

It was a mistake to ask her to dinner. He saw how tense she’d gone at his suggestion and he sank back in his chair.

“It’s just dinner, Natalie.”

“I know that,” she replied quickly.

He felt bad. Gone was the impenetrable woman with the quick tongue. She seemed flustered. He thought it would be prudent to give her some space to gather herself. He stood. “I’ll go and defrost some steaks and then take a quick shower. Are you going to be okay out here for a few minutes?”

“I…yes, but—”

“Great, because I’ll be back before you know it. I’ll tell you the rest of what I found out over dinner.”

“There’s more?” she asked, sitting up straighter.

Bingo, Liam thought. He’d hit the right button. He wondered, though, when she spoke next.

“Don’t defrost the steaks,” she said suddenly. Liam was positive she was about to say it would be prudent for her to leave.

“I was just at the grocery store. I have steaks in the car. If we don’t eat them, they’ll go bad.”

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