Dream - Dream Specter Part 21

"I think you'd better get around to marrying my daughter, before I have to kick your tail, Pup."

Jared's men broke into a chorus of groans.

"Another good man gets shackled!"

"Poor sucker."

"The old nose ring!"

Rosh.e.l.le fluttered her eyelashes in response. The groans returned as the men backed away from her.

Her feet s.h.i.+fted and she caught her breath. The sh.e.l.l rock that lined the driveway was going to have to go!

Even the slightest amount of pain crossed over though their link. Jared frowned as he considered the reason. His eyes fell onto Rosh.e.l.le's bare feet a second before he lifted her off the sharp surface of the rocks.

He carried her straight into his house. Ignoring one and all, Jared sent the front door closed with a kick of his booted foot. He angled them through the master bedroom door and settled her onto the bed.

Her son sent a kick into the swollen mound of her belly. Jared's fingers gently smoothed over her skin as his son kicked again.

Abba would have approved.

This family shared its love just as countless others across the globe did. Their names and abilities didn't matter.

"I'll be here at sunup, Pup!" Her father's voice drifted through the open front window as Rosh.e.l.le watched Jared grimace.

"Grandparents are a great thing for a child."

A dark eyebrow lifted as Jared stroked the swell of her belly again.

"Guess I'll have to let that old man live."

The rough comment didn't bother her. Jared was in his element and she wouldn't have him any other way. Rosh.e.l.le felt a smile spread across her own face. They were both caught in the binding hold of love. The emotion moved between them 'til Rosh.e.l.le lost where she began and Jared ended. It went beyond the flesh of the body and maybe even beyond this lifetime. Because it was love...

About the author:.

I writes to rea.s.sure myself that reality really is survivable. Between traffic jams and children's sporting schedules, there is romance lurking for anyone with the imagination to find it. I spend my days making corsets and petticoats as a historical costumer. If you send me an invitation marked formal dress, you'd better give a date or I just might show up wearing my bustle.

I love to read a good romance and with the completion of my first novel, I've discovered I am addicted to writing these stories as well. Dream big or you might never get beyond your front yard. I love to hear what you think of my writing:

Mary welcomes mail from readers. You can write to her c/o Ellora's Cave Publis.h.i.+ng at 1337 Commerce Drive, #13, Stow, OH 44224.

Also by Mary Wine:.

Dream Shadow.

Discover for yourself why readers can't get enough of the multiple award-winning publisher Ellora's Cave. Whether you prefer e-books or paperbacks, be sure to visit EC on the web at www.ellorascave.com for an erotic reading experience that will leave you breathless.

www.ellorascave.com.