else。 You seem to be without those 。。。 things that most women cant live
without。〃
She smiled。 〃I dont need anything。〃
〃A shirt? Would you like a fresh shirt of mine in place of a 。。。 a。。
〃Negligee?〃 Her smile widened。 〃No; thanks; Ross。 If the sheets are
clean; theyll be covering enough。 But I have to get an early start in
the morning。〃
He nodded。 〃I called the garage while you were making our dinner。
Theyll be at your car no later than eight。 Is that too early?〃
〃Lord; no! I have to call Lee; my partner; anyway。 Theres a small
matter of an appointment at nine。〃
〃Will she fill in for you?〃
〃No。 He has work of his own to do。〃 She grinned at Rosss startled look。
〃Hell cancel and explain for me。 Ill reschedule when I get back。〃
Ross nodded; but he was gnawing on his lower lip。 There was obviously
more that he wanted to say; but Chloe wasnt inviting him in。 That would
be dangerous。 Very dangerous。 But when he turned and headed down the
stairs to his own room; she felt disappointed。 Part of her wondered if
flirting with danger could end on a happy note this time。
The night manager hadnt only left extra towels; but hed also left a
package of goodies tailor…made for the stranded motorist。 There was a
toothbrush; toothpaste; a b; soap; and; luxury of luxuries; an
envelope of bubble…bath powder。
Chloe smiled。 Shed had her share of tension today; now she would
release it。 The devil could take the hour; she would take a long; hot
bath!
Several deft flicks of her wrist sent a full stream of hot water into
the long porcelain tub; which stood; in keeping with the vintage aura of
the inn itself; on four clawed feet。 Feeling scandalous; she sprinkled
the entire contents of the envelope beneath the steaming flow。
Moments later she was immersed to her neck in bubbles。 Draping her hair
over the lip of the tub; she closed her eyes and gave in to pleasure。
Was it true what they said about the subconscious urge to return to the
womb? Was this all…enveloping warmth; this light floating what it had
been like?
The womb; however; was not where she wished most to be at that moment。
Rather; she thought of the arms that had held her earlier; the lips that