Excerpt of Silent Deceit by Kallie Lane

After a two-hour session at the emergency room, they were
back at her motel. No broken bones, a goddamn miracle as far
as the doctor was concerned. Skip carried Natasha inside.
Laid her on the bed and phoned out for pizza. Lined her meds
up on the bedside table and poured her a glass of water to
take a pain pill. Never let it be said he wasn't a handy guy
to have around.

"Okay Skip, get it over with." She threw her hands in the air
and glared at him. "Do your damndest and yell at me. Let it
all out, and we'll both feel better. I know I messed up."

Messed up? Yell at her? Hell, he'd like to throttle her for
scaring him half to death. And make love to her, fool that he
was. Stupid woman. At least he’d gotten some satisfaction
from the tetanus shot and stitches she'd endured at the
hospital. Hard to believe she was afraid of needles and had
clung to him like a lifeline.

He watched her now, watching him, looking pale and fragile in
the Queen size. And beautiful. Sexy. Smelling like sin. His
anger evaporated, replaced by the need building inside him
like a freaking inferno. "I'd rather do this."