Excerpt: Harder Than Words

Harder Than Words

Montgomery Ink book 3

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Excerpt:

“Everything okay, Meghan?”

She turned on her heel at the sound of Luc’s voice and stumbled over her own feet. She reached out and tried to grab her truck’s side mirror and missed.

Oh, hell.

She did her best to brace herself for the fall to the parking lot asphalt, but just when she figured she’d hit, strong arms wrapped around her waist. Luc’s heart beat against her ear, and his muscled chest should have felt hard and unyielding against her cheek. Instead, it was warm and…inviting?

No. That couldn’t be right.

She must be lacking oxygen from preparing to fall. Luc’s hands moved down to her hips, and she placed her hands on his chest—was he always so built?

Okay, enough of this.

“Uh, thanks for saving me from making an ass out of myself,” she said then blushed. “Okay, so I still made an ass out of myself, but at least I’m not bleeding.”

Luc smiled down at her. “I’m used to women dropping at my feet. No worries.”

Considering how hot he’d always been, and the fact that he was one gorgeous specimen of a man now, she figured he was probably not exaggerating in the slightest. His dark chocolate skin was flawless over hard muscles, and his face held strong features. His jaw was strong, and every once in a while, he let his beard grow out just enough that it left a nice shadow. He kept his midnight black hair cut close to his head, and sometimes he even shaved it. At least he did when he was younger. She hadn’t seen him shave it in the year since he’d been back.

His honey-colored eyes bored into her, and she pushed at his chest so she could stand away from him. Easier to collect herself when she wasn’t draped over the man like some weak-kneed southern belle.

“Well, thank you for catching me.”

“Why did you swoon?” He smiled as he said it, so she knew he was teasing her, but she still narrowed her eyes.

“Swoon? I don’t swoon. I tripped over my own feet, but I didn’t swoon.”

He held up his hands in mock surrender. “Whatever you say, angel eyes.”

She froze for a moment at the nickname.

Angel eyes.

Hell, he hadn’t called her that since before he left town without a word.

Since her wedding day.