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life in his arms. She shouldn’t be praying this kiss would never end. It’d been so long since she’d been held, cherished, devoured. And even then…
    He pulled her away so quickly it ripped another gasp from her and she stared into eyes that were almost black. All too quickly the quivering feelings in her body faded and desire became anxiety when he only continued to stare at her.
    Fighting to keep his own needs in perspective, Lane held her at arm’s length. What did she do to him? Her taste h ad hit him like a freight train; sweet and pure. The desire he was beginning to feel for her was both unexpected and lethal. The nebulous feeling began to recede slowly as he brought air into his tortured lungs. His grip tightened on her arms when he noticed her breaths were coming out in jerks. Her eyes were no longer clouded with passion but glassy with panic.
    “Alex.”
    She jerked like a spring when he said her name. Puzzled, and not a little annoyed, Lane brought her closer to him wanting to soothe her.
    “No,” s he said fiercely. She put such conviction in that one word as if her life had depended on it.
    “No?”
    “Let me go. Don’t do this.” She was trembling now and hated herself for it.
    For a moment, she had forgotten what a man’s hands could do when he was consumed by temper. She had a feeling she knew just what a man like this was capable of. And her fear had nothing to do with the physical this time. In a moment, he had unearthed feelings that she had never had before— never wanted to have again.
    “It’s already been done, Alex.”
    Sh e jerked away. “You’re wrong.”
    It infuriated him how she had gone from innocence to passionate to afraid in the blink of an eye . “I don’t like games.” His voice was low and deliberate.
    “Game over, then.” She backed toward the door slowly as if waiting for him to spring. She backed up until she felt the wall at her back, then she turned and fled.

 
    Chapter Five
     
    Lane didn’t have to wake up. He had spent the entire sleepless night tossing and turning. Of course the fact that a certain southern goddess was sleeping one door down did nothing to ease his restlessness.
    His attraction to her was something that couldn’t be helped. But there was something more burning deep down inside. She was gorgeous, sure. But his feelings for her went much deeper than pure lust.
    When he’d first seen her, she’d been a vision. He recalled the way the she looked as she flew down the side of the hill with the sun behind her. Mostly in shadows, but Lane could make out her perfect curves as she strained atop of the horse. He could see the way her hair whipped through the wind; the way her eyes met his with pure defiance when her mother introduced him.
    H e had seen a different side to her when she was with her horses. She didn’t know he’d been watching her long before he had made hims elf known. He figured he would be safer keeping that piece of information to him self for now.
    She was soft with her horses. Every one of them was important to her. She may not have noticed , but she even a cknowledged that she gentled her horses— never broke them.
    Then he had both watched and tasted her passion. She was ardent about keeping the ranch; not that he could fault her for it. But there had been some thing there. It was almost like she was pleading for her life. And that kiss—
    He had made his mind up the night before. Now he only had to decide how to make it happen.
    After a quick call to Tucker Cole, the Morgan’s attorney, Lane headed downstairs. As usual, Alex was already out of the house, Linda had dry cereal waiting on the counter tops, and coffee was in the pot.
    “Good morning.” He greeted Linda who was reading over the paper at the kitchen table.
    “Good morning. Help yourself to breakfast. Alex usually cooks since I can’t get around anymore.”
    “Not a problem. Would you like me to cook anything?” Since your daughter ’ s avoiding me?