The Right Twin For Him (O'Rourke Family 2) by Julianna Morris Page A

innocence were an aphrodisiac.
    No longer thinking of privacy or the fact he didn’t have any business kissing Maddie, Patrick thrust his tongue deeper into her mouth. He’d always enjoyed kissing—long slow kissing that went on forever, and Maddie had a mouth he could spend a lifetime getting to know. Inexperienced or not, she had a natural talent for kissing that made a man appreciate being alive.
    And her fingers…hell, he loved the feel of her curious fingers, touching him at the same time he explored the satin skin beneath her dress. He should have realized she’d be so sensual. Everything about Maddie was sensual, from the full curve of her lips to the pleasure she took in a bird crying as it soared across the sky.
    He was on the verge of losing complete control when a bawdy shout and whistle from a passing motorboat brought him back to reality.
    “Damn,” he growled, taking a quick look over his shoulder. The boat was moving on, the occupant’s interest already focused on something else. His body had blocked most of their view, so the person couldn’t have seen anything more than a man kissing a woman. Thank heaven. At his worst he’d never been an exhibitionist, and despite Maddie’s emotional candor, he didn’t think she was, either.
    He turned back and saw Maddie leaning against the Blazer, her dress in disarray. His body, still tight,turned up the pressure, trying to wrest control away from his mind and conscience. It probably wouldn’t take much to seduce her, but he wasn’t that kind of man.
    “In case you didn’t get the message,” Patrick said deliberately, pressing his hips closer, “I happen to think you’re very sexy. Incredibly sexy. And these…” He stroked a pert nipple. “Are the prettiest I’ve ever seen.”
    He meant it, too. Maddie’s breasts were small, but they were round and up-tilted, with the loveliest shape. His father had always said more than a handful was just a waste, and Maddie was the sweetest of handfuls.
    “Understand?” he asked roughly.
    Maddie bobbed her head. The sensations cascading through her body were still so overwhelming she didn’t know whether to be glad or upset he’d broken off the kiss. It had never been like that with Ted, both alarming and delicious and exciting at the same time.
    Nothing had prepared her for Patrick O’Rourke. She wasn’t certain she believed him about her breasts being that pretty, but the hard bulge pressed against her stomach was evidence he found some thing attractive about her.
    Until she was a little less confused, it would have to be enough.

Chapter Six
    “I can’t get over how much you two look alike,” declared Kathleen O’Rourke, staring from Beth to Maddie and back again.
    Kathleen was the youngest of the O’Rourke siblings, and mother of darling three-year-old twin daughters. After dinner they’d started a game of Candyland with the girls, but Amy and Peggy had fallen asleep in the middle, their dark, curly heads on their mother’s lap. It turned out that Patrick had four brothers, two older than him, and four younger sisters, but only Kathleen had any children.
    “It shouldn’t be so surprising, your girls are identical,” Maddie said comfortably. She was used to her own extended family, so the ebb and flow of people in Pegeen O’Rourke’s old house was dear and familiar.
    What wasn’t comfortable was seeing Patrick in the dining room. He was seated at the table, drinking coffee and debating football tactics with his brothers, andlooking so darned gorgeous it made her wobbly all over again.
    Had she really let him touch her like that?
    It didn’t seem possible, yet the imprint of his hard, knowing hands was still on her breasts, and she still felt a hot rush of blood whenever she thought about it. He hadn’t said much afterward, just helped her back into the Blazer and returned to the radio station with a grim expression on his face. An hour later he’d stopped by the ad office, as impersonal as