and saw the door. Turning towards it, she almost tripped when she heard him say, “I’m going to see it all pretty soon anyway.”
She glanced back at him, her eyes wide with the fear that idea generated. And the heat.
How could he do this to her so easily? She almost slammed the bathroom door shut, slamming out his laughing, too-knowing eyes. Leaning against the door, she took several deep breaths, unaware that she was clutching his shirt to her chest until she opened her eyes to try and figure out why she could still smell the man’s spicy cologne. When she realized what she was doing, she relaxed her hold, but then brought the shirt up to her face, breathing in the clean, wonderful scent.
She pushed herself away from the wall and pulled her pink sweater over her head. When she slipped her arms into the flannel shirt, it was more of a dress than a shirt. The ends hung down to almost her knees and her arms were swallowed up in the fabric. She had to roll up the arms several times before her hands could peek out the ends of the sleeves. Taking the tails, she gathered them up and tied them in a knot around her waist.
Feeling more than a little ridiculous, she opened the door to the bathroom once again. She found him staring out at the view but at the first sound of her coming out, he swung around to watch her.
Her step faltered when she saw the heat in his eyes as he took in her smaller frame wearing his clothes. “What?” she asked, her fingers nervously tightening the knot around her waist.
“You look hot in my shirt,” he finally explained. He came closer, his hands resting on her hips as he looked down at her. “Of course, you’d look sexier without it.”
She rolled her eyes and would have stepped out of his arms but he wouldn’t let her. “What now?” she asked.
His body language changed slightly. Subtly. “It just occurred to me that I have you here in my bedroom. I’ve pictured you here so many times its almost hard to resist the urge to lift you up and carry you over to my very comfortable, very large bed and have my wicked way with you.” He instantly felt her body stiffen and he controlled himself with difficulty. “I won’t,” he assured her softly. “But only because you’re going to love what I have planned. And if I get you into that bed, it will be a long time before I actually allow you to leave it.”
She couldn’t relax, not with those words hanging in the air. Even though he’d assured her that they would be doing something else, she still bit her lip with…indecision?
Surely not, she admonished herself. But she let out the breath she’d been holding when he took her hand and led her out of the bedroom.
Chapter 5
He shortened his stride to allow her to keep up with him more easily as he led her back out into the crisp, mountain air. When he walked both of them over to a garage in the back of the house, she still didn’t understand what he had planned for the day. But when the garage door opened to reveal two tough looking all-terrain vehicles, Sierra quickly started shaking her head and backing up.
With a laugh, she said, “Drake, there is no way I’m riding on one of those.”
He ignored her and pushed one of them out into the sunshine. “It’s much easier than you might think.”
She eyed the four wheeled machine dubiously. “And a whole lot scarier, I’m sure.” She didn’t think there was anything he could say to her that would prove these vehicles were not only safe, but a good way to spend a Saturday afternoon. “They look like death traps.”
He smiled but shook his head. “Not at all. These vehicles grip the road pretty well and I promise I won’t take you on any challenging slopes. At least not this time. The steering on my ATVs is much more responsive than on the ones you might have driven somewhere else. So they’re easier to handle on the corners.” He stuffed some bags into the machine’s holding areas and looked up at her.
“I’ve never driven one, good or bad steering, so that kind of reassurance isn’t going to help me get onto that vehicle, Drake.” She stood there staring at him as if he’d lost his mind. He must have