Page 61 of Just Married


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“I said,” he repeated loudly, “what we need is another laundry room.”

Apparently this wasn’t what she wanted to hear. Candy shot to her feet and clenched her fists into tight balls at her sides. “How dare you mention that unfortunate incident to me.”

“Unfortunate incident,” he repeated, doing a commendable job of holding in his amusement. The little hellion would take delight in scratching out his eyes, and he wasn’t about to offer her any further incentive.

“I think it would be best for us both if you kindly left.” She sat back down, her chest heaving. She returned to the calculator, posting a long series of numbers.

Although Carl wasn’t normally a patient man, he figured he had nothing to lose by staying right where he was. When he didn’t immediately obey her wishes, she forcefully expelled her breath.

“We don’t have anything more to say to each other,” Candy insisted.

“On the contrary. One doesn’t make the kind of announcement you made to me and leave it at that.”

Her cheeks reddened at the mention of her pregnancy. “Don’t worry about it, Carl.”

“Hey, weren’t you the one who so sweetly reminded me that it takes two? I can’t help but worry. That’s my loaf of bread you’re baking in your oven.”

Candy tossed the pencil onto the desktop and stood up, slowly shaking her head. “My, oh my, you do have an eloquent way of phrasing things.”

“It kinda makes one wonder, doesn’t it?” he said, leaning back in his chair and locking his fingers behind his head, striking a cocky pose. The more he thought about Candy being pregnant, the more smug he felt. Not that he was particularly interested in raising a passel of kids. Still the knowledge that he was so potent that all it took was one turn at the wheel didn’t hurt his ego any. After they were married, they were going to have to be careful, otherwise they might well be major contributors to the problem of overpopulation.

“Wonder about what?” Candy asked.

“I told you we were dynamite together, didn’t I?”

“I told you not to worry about what I told you yesterday. It was a mistake.”

She closed her eyes as though struggling within herself. Her chest heaved, calling attention to one of her finest assets. She was a fine specimen of womanhood, but she needed him to help her come to a deeper understanding of how beautiful she was.

Standing abruptly, he walked over to the office door and lowered the shade.

Candy gave him a look of horror and came out from behind the desk. “Just exactly what do you think you’re doing?”

He grinned broadly. “Saving us both a lot of embarrassment.”

She blinked as though she didn’t understand him. “If you so much as lay one finger on me, Carl Saks, I swear I’ll scream the place down.”

She would, too. Carl knew better than to doubt her, but he also knew that, given the right incentive, she’d be a willing participant in what he had planned.

“I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about what’s happening between us,” he said, ignoring her threat.

“Nothing’s happening,” she denied heatedly.

He gave her a look that said he was disappointed in her lack of honesty.

“All right,” she amended quickly. “Nothing’s happening from this point forward. I made a mistake…I’m entitled. Everyone’s allowed an error in judgment now and again.”

“Sure,” he agreed readily enough as he slowly made his way toward her. She was backed against the desk, her rear butting up against the flat surface.

An elongated moment passed before his mouth claimed hers. She could have stopped him at any point. Could have broken away or pushed him aside. Carl took pride in the fact she didn’t.

The kiss was deep, long and near desperate. Carl couldn’t get enough of her and the feeling seemed to be mutual.

Her hands were in his hair as she angled her mouth against his, giving as well as taking. It didn’t take long for their kisses to become more turbulent and their caresses more urgent. When he was desperate to breathe, Carl dragged his mouth from hers. “Candy.”

“Yes?” she asked breathlessly

The momentous moment had arrived. It was now or never. She was warm and pliable in his arms. His hands held her close to his heart. The odds of her accepting his proposal weren’t going to get any better than this.

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