s is my
vacation； or didn't you hear that last night？〃 Only a deaf man could
have missed a word now。 Goaded by his indignant stare； she ranted on。
〃This noise was enough to wake the dead。 Not that I needed anything as
loud as that to disturb me。 Your twisting around up over my head all
night was bad enough！ Just because you have insomnia doesn't mean that I
have to have it！〃
His stare was chilling。 〃You wake up in a lovely mood； don't you？ Very
different from my usual women。〃 He looked her over； head to toe。 〃That's
quite an outfit； also different from my usual women。〃
Naturally； Anne had left her robe hanging in the closet。 Whirling on her
heel； hair flying out behind； she returned to her room； put on the robe；
then； with a wave of weariness； sank down onto the edge of the bed；
elbows on knees； face buried in her palms。 Inhaling deeply； she tried to
still the throbbing at her temples。 His women。 His women； indeed。 She
wasn't his or anyone else's。
The sorrow of that thought deflated her。 If Jeff could only see her now！
Ashamed； she gathered up a towel and soap in the hope that a long； hot
shower would ease her tension and improve her mood； and for a short time
it did。 The water pressure was strong； sending steamy trails over the
taut muscles of her neck and back。 Rich…lathering shampoo left her hair
squeaky clean and shiny； hanging in damp clusters about her shoulders
when she finally emerged； toweled herself vigorously； and returned to
her room。
Half an hour later； wearing a navy sweater； jeans； and sneakers； she
headed for the kitchen to make coffee。 It was already hot on the stove。
To her
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