The Durango Affair - Brenda Jackson [47]
He could last only so long under his mother’s intense inquisition. Just like Ian had said, their mother had been angry at first, but the news that another of her sons had married had smoothed her ruffled feathers. And it amused him that already she had her sights on the next of her sons who she felt was ready for matrimony. He chuckled, thinking Ian, Spencer, Quade and Reggie had better watch out.
“Okay, Mom, and I love you, too. Give Dad my best. Now here’s Savannah.”
“Be prepared,” he whispered, before handing her the phone.
He then watched and listened while Savannah began talking to his mother. She first apologized, and accepted all blame for their decision to elope. Then told Sarah Westmoreland in an excited voice that she would love for her to plan a reception, and agreed with the older woman that it would be a wonderful idea to get Savannah’s mother involved, too.
Durango was about to walk out of the room when Savannah promised to send his mother digital pictures taken at the wedding. Sending pictures was a nice touch that was sure to win Savannah brownie points with his mom.
When Durango returned twenty minutes later after taking a shower, Savannah was still on the phone with his mother. He gave Savannah an apologetic smile as he sat on the bed beside her. After another ten minutes he’d had enough and surprised Savannah by taking the phone out of her hand.
“Mom, I think you’ve talked to my wife long enough. It’s our bedtime. We’re newlyweds, remember?”
“Durango!”
He placed a finger to his lips, prompting Savannah to silence. “Thanks, Mom, for understanding. And yes, I’ll make sure Savannah sends those photos to you tonight before she…ahh, goes to sleep. Good night, Mom.” He chuckled as he quickly hung up the phone.
Savannah glared at him. “Durango Westmoreland, how could you embarrass me that way by insinuating that we—”
He kissed her mouth shut and then tugged her backward on the bed, removing her robe in the process. “I didn’t imply anything that isn’t true,” he said, after releasing her lips.
He kissed her again, then pulled back and said, “Mmm, this is how I like you—naked and submissive.” He knew his words would definitely get a rise out of her.
She pushed against his chest. “And just who do you think is submissive? I want you to know that…”
He kissed her again, thinking how dull his life had been before she came into it. Then just as quickly he decided that kind of thinking sounded like he was getting attached—and he didn’t do attachments. But then again, he had to be honest enough and admit that for a man who’d always liked his privacy, he was thoroughly enjoying having Savannah around…even if she would only be there on a temporary basis.
When he finally released her mouth, she looked at him as desire darkened her eyes and said softly, “You aren’t playing fair.”
He met her gaze with an intensity he felt all the way to his toes and said hoarsely, “Sweetheart, I’m not playing at all.”
Durango then stripped off his robe and stretched his naked body out beside her, pulling her into his arms and kissing her again. When he finally broke off the kiss he smiled down at her. “So, did you enjoy our trip to Lake Tahoe?”
She reached up and ran her fingers through the hairs on his chest, thinking about all the things they had done together, especially the time they had spent in bed. Durango, she had discovered, had extraordinary stamina. “Yes,” she finally said, thinking just how much she had liked spending time at the Rolling Cascade with him. “It was a very rewarding experience.”
“And you didn’t once have morning sickness,” he pointed out.
She grinned. “And I did enjoy the break. Maybe this bracelet works after all.”
He lifted her hand and kissed her wrist. Then he smoothed his hands over her stomach, massaging gently, liking the thought that his child rested there. “And I take it our baby is well?”
“Yes, she’s doing just fine.”
“That’s good to know. Now I can turn my full attention to the mother.” He whispered the words in her ear and the sound was so low and seductive