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Book Excerpt:
Forever Mine, Valentine
"Let's go out in front and I'll show you what I'd like in exchange for my work," Jill suggested.
Spence looked amused. "All right," he said, standing up and leading the way out. "Last I heard they
were predicting snow for tonight," he commented, as if to remind her of the realities of her temporary
life-style.
Jill chuckled. "Then maybe I'd better take an advance on my pay in the form of some red long johns."
He paused with one hand on the curtain that blocked off the doorway into the storeroom. Slowly he turned back
to her. "No fair," he said in a low voice.
"What?"
"No fair bringing up red long johns." He stepped toward her. By the dim light she could barely make out the planes of his face.
"You can't evade me one minute and toss out comments like that the next."
"I don't underst--"
"Because what happens is," he barreled on without giving her time to speak, "that my imagination
runs wild picturing you in a pair of long underwear, a very snug pair, with every curve outlined, every
luscious--"
"I didn't mean to do that," she interrupted, her words whooshing out like air from a balloon.
"Didn't you? I'm not so sure. Is it come hither or stay away? Is it yes or no?"
"You're a fine one to talk. You don't know which you want, either."
"I'm beginning to. How about you?"
"I don't know," she said desperately.
"Just two words, two simple words. One is yes, and the other is no. Which is it?"
"It isn't either," she wailed. "It's..."
"Maybe?" He stood inches away and flexed his fingers.
"You're pushing me to say something that I'm not ready to say."
"Then let's not talk about it."
She expected him to turn and push aside the curtain, but instead he reached for her. Before
she could react his mouth found hers.
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