Undone by His Desire
by Dilys J. Carni
Genre: Contemporary Romance
A lone woman…a mysterious
stranger…and a secret.
When Daisy Wallace meets
Micah, a man of mystery, she is bowled over by an instant attraction. A
passionate encounter follows, but he's holding back and Daisy doesn't
understand why.
Micah King has been
retained by a client to locate the triplet daughters that she gave up for
adoption, and he's pretty sure Daisy is the youngest of the girls. He wants to
tell Daisy the truth, but before he can he needs to verify that she is indeed
the woman he's looking for. He never meant to get involved with her, but she's
just so tempting.
When Daisy finds out the
truth will she be able to forgive Micah's lie by omission? After all, he's
deceived her from the first moment she laid eyes on him, and she's had her fill
of deceitful men. And can she forgive the woman who gave her up thirty years
ago?
Content Warning:
contains adult language and explicit sex.
"I like it
here…with you…in the kitchen." His words were enunciated slowly as she
gripped the edge of the sink, pressing her back into the hardness…it was no
good, she couldn't go back any further.
"Uh-huh."
Daisy cleared her throat, trying to eradicate the huskiness present every time
she'd spoken to him that morning.
Micah's eyes narrowed.
"What's wrong, Daisy?"
"Nothing." She
licked her lips.
"Yes, there is. Are
you regretting last night?"
She swallowed, but her
throat was bone dry. "Last night." She sucked in a breath as he stood
in front of her and his hands landed on either side of her with a thud, coming
to rest on the countertop.
"Have you got a
boyfriend?"
She shook her head.
"No."
"Keep it that
way."
"Pardon me."
"Don't go looking
for one…we have unfinished business."
She lifted her hands and
pushed at his hard chest, which of course was a complete waste of time.
"Now look here, you can't tell me what to do."
"Yes, I can."
He kissed her hard, short, and succinct, and the power behind it made her knees
tremble.
"No, you can't. If
I want to go out and find a man, I will." She spoke defiantly with her
chin held high, but it was lost in the fact that her chin only came up to his
chest, and she had to strain further to look him in the eye. Her fingers
tingled at the heat emanating from him. The smooth cotton of his shirt was soft
to the touch, and his heartbeat was strong as the beat echoed against her
fingertips.
"I don't think
so."
"Excuse me."
She pulled her head back and looked at him.
"Don't start
thinking that you can bed someone else."
Her cheeks heated as she
tried to push him away. "What the hell? You can't tell me who I can go to
bed with…you hardly know me, and you most certainly don't have the right."
"After last
night…you do want me, and if I hadn't stopped we would have been in that bed
together. I would've made you forget whatever it is that has made you lose your
confidence. You're one of the sexiest, most beautiful women I've ever met, and
when I do what I have to…I'm going to show you exactly how much I really want
you."
"That's just
arrogant."
His smile was slow and
sexy, and she was pretty sure that had he not been holding her up she would've
glided to the floor in a stream of unbridled lust. His hardness was pressed against
her stomach.
"Arrogant?" He
shook his head. "No, that's not justifying the way I feel, but I'm
confident you feel the same way."
"You think so,
huh?" When she'd offered him a bed last night he'd refused.
He kissed her again, a
little slower this time. Their kisses were hotter than a sauna on a cold day.
She could hear the baby in the background, but it was as if she was a distant
voice.
He parted from her just
enough to speak and she watched his lips move. They were sexy, and she had to
push herself to listen to what he was saying.
"I have to fly out
today. I have a meeting tomorrow I need to be at, but when Amy goes down for
her nap, we need to talk. I need to tell you why I'm here."
She frowned as his words
penetrated her sex-befuddled mind. "What do you mean why you're here? I
thought it was something to do with a golf course?"
"Actually…that was
a lie."
"I knew there was
something not quite right about that. If a golf course was going to be built I
would've known. Jeez, you can't sneeze on this island without everybody knowing
before you've even finished." She narrowed her eyes. Something was
definitely going on. She pushed him away, catching him off balance.
* * * *
The look of worry that
crossed her features made Micah want to kick himself. He hadn't meant to say
anything, but damn it all to hell, he didn't seem to have much control over
anything when she was around, including speech. He was trained to take all
kinds of torture and not say a word, and now he only had to look at her and he
was like some dribbling teenager.
"Daisy, I'm–"
Before he could get his words out the frantic tone of her voice stopped him.
"You're from them,
aren't you?" She leaned over, lifted Amy up from her chair and wrapped her
arms around the baby. "You can just go back and tell whoever it is you
work for that I don't have it…zilch…zitto, and even if I did, you wouldn't get
a dime from me."
My home is on the
beautiful island of Anglesey on the west coast of North Wales. Anglesey has
been my home since the age of eleven after moving here with my mum and dad and
three sisters from Scotland.
I'm the proud mother of
two grown children. My daughter Emma is a primary school teacher, and my son
Christopher is part of the family business.
I'm a health freak and a
vegetarian. Pilates class combined with visiting the gym at least four times a
week keeps me fit. I love clothes, makeup, and having my nails and hair done.
I'm just a girl's girl.
If I'm not in my office
pounding the keys I'm sitting in my favorite chair reading books and
discovering new authors on my Kindle.
As a young child I loved
to write. I always carried a notebook and pen around with me and wrote about
everything. I never thought for one moment I would ever be able to pick up a
book with my name on it and say "I wrote that". It was a dream come
true when I signed with a publisher for my first book in November 2012. So,
dare I say at the young age of fifty I think it's time for me to see if those
dreams are everything that I hope they will be.
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