The Fall of Shane MacKade (The MacKade Brothers)
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#1 New York Times bestselling author Nora Roberts returns with the classic tales of the MacKade brothers―their rebellions, their passions and their loves.
Shane MacKade enjoyed everything about women―the look of them, the smell of them, the taste of them. So the last thing he expected was to become a one-woman man. And even more surprising is that it's the Ph.D.-toting academic Rebecca McKnight who has him headed for a fall. Could Shane's days as a bachelor be coming to an end?
die. I need to go check things.” He set down the coffee without having tasted it. “I don’t want you or the girls setting foot out of the house.” “John.” She reached for his hand, holding the hard, callused palm against hers. What could she say? That there was no one to blame? Of course there was, but the men who manufactured war and death were nameless and faceless to her. Instead, she brought his hand to her cheek. “I love you.” “Sarah.” For a moment, for her, his eyes softened. “Pretty
me think there’s more to you than a woman-chasing farm boy. I enjoyed watching all of you together, the interaction, the shorthand conversations, the little signals.” He set a pan into the drainer. “Is that what you were doing when I caught you at dinner? Making observations on the MacKades in their natural milieu?” Her smile faded a little. “No, actually, I was thinking of something else entirely.” Suddenly restless, she picked up a damp cloth and walked away to wipe off the stove. “I do need
tugged on the neck of the undershirt she’d uncovered, then snuck beneath, to flesh that was growing damp with sweat. “Kiss me some more, you know, the way you do when I can feel your teeth with my tongue. I just love when you do that.” “Oh, my God.” As a prayer, it was perfectly sincere. He repeated it over and over again as he carried her to the guest room. It was his intention to dump her on the bed and make as quick and as dignified an exit as his scattered wits and aching loins would allow.
response. Just typical. Is this how you solve your problems, your disagreements?” He rubbed some of the dirt from his aching face. “Yeah.” “That’s pathetic. You’re all pathetic.” Her authoritative look had three men shifting their feet and Shane grinning. “Violence is never the answer. There’s no problem that can’t be solved with reason and communication.” “We were communicating,” Shane said, and earned a withering stare. “I expect you to settle this like rational human beings. If you can’t
“Well, I can always hope.” Baffled, Regan stared at her. “You used to be so…” “Serious-minded? I still am. Believe me, I’m very serious about this.” “Okay.” With a quick shake of her head, Regan rose. “And I better get serious about dinner.” “I’ll give you a hand.” Regan arched a brow as Rebecca stood. “Don’t tell me you learned to cook in Europe, too.” “No, I can’t boil an egg.” “You used to say it was genetic.” “I remember. Now I think it’s just a phobia. Cooking’s a dangerous business.