Free Lasting Pride (Pride Series Romance Novels) by Jill Sanders

she liked the lighter colors he’d decorated this room in. Did he have it decorated for a particular woman in mind? Did he have many women visitors that spent their nights in the guest room instead of in his bed?
     
    She’d set her overnight bag on the large queen bed. It’s four poster frame looked antique and well maintained. So did the rest of the furniture in the room. Walking into the adjoining bathroom she decided on taking a quick shower and looking down at herself, she realized she still had his blood on her pants. Remembering him lying on the ground bleeding, she shivered. It had been so close.
     
    While showering, she remembered the kiss and his warm mouth. It was a “ knock your socks off” kind of kiss. She hadn’t had one of those in… well, ever. At least she couldn’t remember any at this time. His mouth had been hot and the passion that had come from him had almost been blinding.
     
    After her shower, she crawled between the satin sheets and quickly fell asleep thinking of him.
     
    An hour later, she walked into his room to wake him and check on him. When she walked in, she was shocked to see his large bed empty. There was a soft light coming from under the bathroom door. The first thing that flashed in her mind was fear that he’d passed out on the bathroom floor. Rushing into the large room, she looked around and she saw him. Lying in the large jacuzzi tub with it’s jets still on and she could see steam rising from the water. His head was rested against a pillowed head rest and his eyes were closed, he looked completely relaxed and wonderfully naked.
     
    Walking over, she took in her fill of him. The man had some great muscles, she could see the bruises running up and down his side that he must have landed on.
     
    He was resting so that his left shoulder and arm were dangling out of the water, keeping his stitches dry. Her eyes ran down his chest and enjoyed the view of his pecks. His stomach was tight and she could just make out a very sexy six pack. His sandy blond hair ran in a light trail, pulling her eyes downwards. Noticing that he was hard all over, she smiled. Then, she moved down to his thighs, which were very muscular and covered with a light coating of blond hair. He was too tall for the bathtub so his feet hung off the ends, resting on the ledge of the tub.
     
    Looking back to his face, she watched his dark eyelashes. How was it, that this man was lucky enough to get very long eyelashes? She was cursed with short thin ones.
     
    His face looked totally relaxed. Walking closer to him, she sat on the edge of the tub.
     
    “Damn it Ric, you should know better than to fall asleep in this thing.” When he opened his eyes, she saw him focus, then she noticed the wicked look in his eyes. She tried to pull away, but he was too quick. Before she knew it, she was crushed to his wet body. Her sleeping t-shirt and shorts were soaking wet. Her hair, which had just dried from her own shower, was wet and in her eyes now.
     
    “I was just dreaming of you and this,” his mouth was on hers again. This time, the passion was undeniable. He held her head to his with his right hand as she tried to get away. “Mmmm, you taste so good,” he tried to pull her closer.
     
    “Stop it, Ric! You’re going to get your shoulder wet.” She pulled back and tried to hold him at bay, when he let her go, she tried to pull herself out of the large tub and almost fell on her head. Thank goodness he’d reached over and helped to steady her.
     
    “Now, what am I going to wear to bed?” She mumbled to herself as she looked down at her wet clothes. She stood in front of the large mirror and watched him pull himself out of the tub as he laughed at her.
    “Nothing,” he gave her a wicked smile, “You know, I sleep in nothing too. Maybe we should do it together?” He walked over and grabbed a towel and, after tossing her one, started to dry himself off.
     
    “ Oh, thank you kind sir, for that more than