Series:
The Fitzgerald Family
Author: E. B.
Walters
Genre: Contemporary
Romance - Suspense - Sensual
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By the Fire Light with Chase Fitzgerald
Nikki leaned back and exhaled. The sun was setting over the Pacific
Ocean, painting the sky with palettes of orange. The view was amazing,
but then again, her husband never did anything that wasn’t spectacular.
She reached down and rubbed her stomach, a smiling tugging her mouth.
Being married to Chase Fitzgerald has been a thrill of a lifetime.
The sliding door behind her opened and she smiled before his warm lips
pressed on her shoulder. “You look stunning, my lady in red,” Chase
whispered.
Nikki turned her head and smiled up at him. Two years after saying “I
do” on their ranch in Montana and he still took her breath away. Still
had the power to reduce her to a drooling mass of needs and wants. He
was dressed for the occasion too. His shoulders seemed broader, his body
harder, and his sexy smile still promised all sorts of decadence.
“You cleaned up pretty well too, Rancher Fitzgerald.” She captured his
lips in a long kiss, the taste of him going straight to her head.
“Quit messing with my head, woman. I have laid out a plan for this
evening and we’re following it to the letter. You will not distract me.”
He offered her a chocolate-covered strawberry. “My special recipe.”
Nikki grinned. “Oh, your sons and I have been craving these.”
“Don’t you mean my daughters?” Chase knelt by her seat and pressed a kiss on her swollen stomach, gently stroking it.
They’d flown to L.A. to see her gynecologist, but the three-day visit
had turned into a week. Every Fitzgerald had insisted they visit them.
Tomorrow was a huge family picnic right here at the family estate in
Palos Verdes. The Fitzgerald picnics were usually fun, but when you are
six months pregnant with twins, crowds got on your nerves fast. At least
tonight they had the house to themselves.
“Hey! One of them kicked me,” Chase said.
Nikki laughed. “They probably heard your voice and are saying hello.
Boys, behave,” she added, patting her stomach. She didn’t think she
could ever be this happy or feel so cherished.
Chase chuckled and proceeded to have a one-sided conversation with their
unborn children. “Your Mommy insists you are boys and since she’s never
wrong and today is such a special day, I’ll give in. I love you, you
little rascals, but we need to come to an understanding before you are
born. I saw her first. She’s mine. She can love you, spoil you, or think
you can never do wrong, but she’ll always be mine. My first. My last.
My everything. One day, if you’re lucky, you might find yourself a gem
like her. Now behave for the rest of the evening because tonight is our
night. Hers and mine.” He stood. “Come, sweetheart.” He helped Nikki to
her feet and led into the house.
Soft jazz greeted her when she stepped inside. In the middle of the
bedroom was a table set for two. Dome-shaped lids covered serving plates
on two serving carts were on either sides of the table. A bottle of
lemon-raspberry fizz sat in a cooler. Two candles flickered on either
side of a single rose sitting majestically at the center of the table.
This was beyond beautiful.
She heard crackling and turned her head to look. He’d started a fire. A
real fire with logs. Warmth drifted from the fireplace, chasing away the
spring coolness in the air. But the best part, he’d pulled down the
mattress and placed it in front of the fire. She loved making love to
him in front of the fire back at home.
“Oh, honey,” Nikki whispered. “This is amazing.”
“You haven’t seen anything yet,” he said, pulling out a chair for her.
He planted another kiss on her shoulder before lifting lid after lid and
showing her the Valentine’s Day meal he’d prepared for her.
“For appetizer, we have clam oreganata and fried oysters. There’s
crouton salad. Side dishes are spinach and mushroom ravioli and truffled
mashed potatoes. For the main dish, I thought you’d like something
different, crispy rack of lamb with honey and mascarpone. And to finish
it, chocolate-raspberry mascarpone bars.”
He’d out done himself. “You are priceless, Chase Fitzgerald.”
“I know.” He flashed his famous sexy smile, then he grew series. He
poured the lemon-raspberry fizz in chutes and offered her one. “Here is
to you, my love. My safe harbor in a storm. My anchor. Every day I look
at you and breathe easier because you chose me to be your husband and
agreed to become my wife, my love, the mother of my children. I love
you, Nikki Fitzgerald.”
Tears rushed to her eyes. She cried so easily these days. First time it
happened, Chase had panicked that he’d hurt her feelings. Turned out
pregnancy was playing havoc with her emotions.
She reached out and took his hand and started talking. Chase heard her
vows of love and devotion, but it wasn’t her words that had him
swallowing and fighting tears of his own. It was the look in her eyes
and what they said: she adored him, needed him, and wanted him.
Dinner was great, but he was completely focused on her. Her eyes
sparkled underneath thick lashes. Her skin glowed in the flickering
light of the candles and the fire behind her created an aura around her,
giving her a shimmering incandescence. His fascination with her lips
had never waned. She had the sexiest, luscious lips God had ever given a
woman. He was madly in love with this breathtaking woman and it never
failed to humble him that she felt the same.
“Dance with me,” Chase requested huskily when they were done eating.
“But this…” she patted her stomach.
“Can’t stop me.” He wrapped his arms around her and brought her back to
his font. When he crossed his hands over her stomach, she covered them
with hers, interlacing their fingers. They swayed gently.
He wanted her and was sure she could feel his erection pressing against
her butt. He dropped his head to nuzzle her neck and a tremor shot
through her and her breathing changed. Her response to his touch never
failed to amaze him. He planned to make love to her slowly and
thoroughly. For now, he was content with the foreplay.
She wiggled out of his arms and faced him. The look in her eyes told him
foreplay was over. She pushed aside the spaghetti straps of her dress
and the red dress floated to her feet. She kicked it out of the way. His
eyes crossed. She looked glorious, the flickering fire covering her
lush body in a blush of gold.
Wearing nothing but heels, which he still thought pregnant women
shouldn’t wear, and a come-hither smile, Nikki planted a hand on her hip
and purred, “Happy Valentine’s Day, my husband.”
Damn, she’d just hijacked his plans. Chase stripped in record time, then
closed the gap between them and scooped her up. “Happy Valentine’s Day,
wife.”
Delightful and lighthearted is how I would describe this book. Yes, there is a mystery to solve - who started the restaurant fire - but the rest of the book's plot is pure romantic enjoyment.
Our hero Chef Chase Fitzgerald has been injured in an arson fire at his anchor restaurant. Although he was not able to actually see who clobbered him from behind and started the fire, he has images and voices in his memory. All he has to do is get a Private Investigator to help him with the clues. He almost lost his eyesight because of this fire, so now he is determined to find out the truth. While he has been healing he has become a recluse in Montana taking care of his ranch and breeding his horses totally giving up cooking.
Nikki Savoy is the sister of the sous chef that is being blamed for the fire. Her sister Dee has been in a medically induced coma for the last 6 months while surgeries and skin grafts are done to help her heal. Nikki is determined to get to the bottom of who started the fire so she can prevent her sister from going to jail. So Nikki takes a job as a web designer for Chase's horse breeding ranch in order to try and unearth the truth.
The banter and "horse" play (pardon the pun) between our characters is delightful. The attraction is strong and they both are intelligent, articulate, and independent persons, making for amazing banter tempting each other. Surrendering to each other is inevitable, but how they get there is a journey not to be missed.
If you have been following the Fitzgerald family saga you will find this book as enjoyable as the others. I was deeply immersed in this book... let's face it, there are some very ***SEXY*** scenes in this book!
Our hero Chef Chase Fitzgerald has been injured in an arson fire at his anchor restaurant. Although he was not able to actually see who clobbered him from behind and started the fire, he has images and voices in his memory. All he has to do is get a Private Investigator to help him with the clues. He almost lost his eyesight because of this fire, so now he is determined to find out the truth. While he has been healing he has become a recluse in Montana taking care of his ranch and breeding his horses totally giving up cooking.
Nikki Savoy is the sister of the sous chef that is being blamed for the fire. Her sister Dee has been in a medically induced coma for the last 6 months while surgeries and skin grafts are done to help her heal. Nikki is determined to get to the bottom of who started the fire so she can prevent her sister from going to jail. So Nikki takes a job as a web designer for Chase's horse breeding ranch in order to try and unearth the truth.
The banter and "horse" play (pardon the pun) between our characters is delightful. The attraction is strong and they both are intelligent, articulate, and independent persons, making for amazing banter tempting each other. Surrendering to each other is inevitable, but how they get there is a journey not to be missed.
If you have been following the Fitzgerald family saga you will find this book as enjoyable as the others. I was deeply immersed in this book... let's face it, there are some very ***SEXY*** scenes in this book!
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