Texas Proud (Vincente 2) (38 page)

"That's because you are so handsome." She
smiled provocatively. "So you like my eyes, hmm,
Patron?"

An expression of pain flickered across his face.
"The first day I saw those eyes look at me with
hatred was the worst day of my life."

She wanted to hold him, to wipe away the memory of that day and the many others that followed.
She wanted to stand beside him against the whole
world if he needed her. "Noble, I'm so sorry
about..."

His dark mood faded and his hand drifted
across her breast, then circled the silken mound.
"Recently I have come to admire other things besides your eyes."

"Such as?"

His mouth lightly touched hers. "This." He ran
his fingers through her hair. "Your sweet-smelling
hair." He stroked his long, lean fingers down the
side of her cheek. "The texture of your skin." He
kissed the tip of her nose. "And this." His head
moved to her stomach and he softly planted a kiss
there. "This." His hand drifted across her thigh
and moved her legs apart, and he caressed her un til she moaned. His voice was deep with emotion
now. "And this."

"I love all of you." He kissed her deeply, lingeringly, until her eyes were bright and her body softened against him.

"It's time for you to hang up your rifle," he said,
half serious, half in jest. "Ill take care of you from
now on, Green Eyes."