Free Taste Of Love: Loving Jenna #1 by Katelyn Skye Page B

to really take it easy from now on, but
it’s true…his health is failing and it’s only a matter of time before…”
    Ursula
turned away, her voice ending in a choke as she covered her trembling lips with
her hand. Suddenly pulling herself together, she sighed and turned to the
dumbstruck Morgan.
    “I need
to be getting back to the house,” she said with a low tone, and for the first
time Morgan could really notice the pale etchings of worry underneath her
skillfully applied makeup.
    “I just
thought you should know. Maybe…maybe you have a small chance of getting your
father to believe in you again – and not as an heir, but as a son,” she
told him quietly. “You need to find someone, Morgan. Someone
who can make you happy; who you can share your life with. If your father
sees you’re making the effort, I know he’ll…”
    “So
what should I do? I can’t force myself to fall in love,” Morgan said
impatiently. “You don’t understand, mother; you don’t know how hard I’ve tried.
If you know what I know about some of these women…”
    “I
know…gold diggers and the like,” Ursula said with a small smile. “But not every
woman is like that. I know I came from a rich background myself; my family was
serious old money and your father was just some whiz in the financial world
when we met…Money was never an issue with me and him because even with all the
trappings around us, we knew in our heart what really counted. I was sorry when
he let the hunger for power overtake him…but I’ll be even sorrier if he ends up
transmitting that same obsession to you. So that’s why I came to tell you what
I know. It’s up to you to handle it your way.”
    She
went to him and kissed the smooth-shaven square of his jaw. “I love you,
Morgan. I want more than anything for you to be happy. Please…at least try ,” she said softly, standing back to
look up into his handsome face.
    He
closed his eyes briefly, letting the scowl fade from him brow as he let out
finally with a sigh, “All right, I’ll try.”

 
    Chapter One
    Jenna
wasn’t boring. She hated to be called boring!
    But
every one of her friends kept telling her the same thing and it was beginning
to irk. Just because she’d rather be buried in the pages of a favorite book
than go clubbing and drinking all night, did that make her boring? She just had
different notions of what a good time entailed.
    She
liked the company of others and enjoyed the odd, mild flirtation if she could
find someone interesting enough to banter with. But Jenna was no wild thing.
Not willing to throw caution to the winds and jump into bed with just anyone
the way her girl pals did. It must be all those up-to-the-minute woman interest
magazines still teaching females that empowerment meant giving in to every
carnal desire they had. What kind of advice was that? If it feels good, so go
for it? Huh! Jenna didn’t mind being a prude when it came to that. Sex wasn’t a
game to her – in fact, she took it very seriously.  
    At age
twenty-three and working as an editorial assistant for a publishing firm, she
believed her life was just perfect and she didn’t need to use sex like a
pastime. Sure, she had needs like every red-blooded woman but she always found
ways to channel her cravings into something distracting enough. Her work, her books, her hobbies. She also loved her yoga
and dancing classes, and with an active lifestyle, she never got the chance to
miss having a man in her life or in her bed.
    Not
that there weren’t any worthy candidates. Jenna wasn’t so overly modest that
she wasn’t aware of her physical attributes. She’d never wanted or would have a
supermodel figure – but Jenna was happy with her shapely frame with the
slim if not trim waist, generous bust and curvy hips. She had her share of
admirers and her face wasn’t anything to be ashamed of. A bit angular on the
chin but otherwise well proportioned in terms of features. Her eyes were a
glowing