like a little pearl, just begging to be licked. Sucked.
He swallowed again.
Her hips flared into a gentle curve before the sheet hid the really interesting parts from his view. Although one leg was hidden in a tangle of fabric it managed to drag on the sheet enough to expose most of the other leg. His gaze wandered over her pink toenails, her delicate calf and one well-defined knee then all the way up to where the sheet stopped just shy of her groin.
He expelleda shaky breath. Claudia Davis was one sexy little package.
How the hell had he missed that?
A gust of wind blew the curtain, billowing it out, and the door creaked loudly behind him, dragging him out of his inertia.
Leave, leave now!
He turned to go. But another strong gust snatched the handle away just as he reached for it and the door slammed. Loud enough to wake the dead.
Sure as hell loud enough to wake the naked woman he’d been ogling.
He glanced over his shoulder as she sat bolt upright in bed and Luke’s heart slammed as well. Louder than the door. Louder than the clanging chimes of doom that were ringing madly in his head.
Claudia woke with a start, her heart thundering in her chest, her startled gaze flying to the windows, momentarily confused.Was it another cyclone or was she still caught in the nightmare from the last one? The noise didn’t come again and her pulse settled, her wild, dilated eyes constricting down to a more useful size. She looked around, her vision clearing to reveal a Luke of a different variety in her room.
He was standing still with his back to the bed. She frowned. ‘Luke?’
He held his arms up as if insurrender but didn’t turn around. ‘I’m sorry,’ he said. ‘I thought you were awake. I didn’t realise you were...’
Claudia frowned again. ‘Asleep?’ she clarified when it didn’t appear as if he was going to finish his sentence.
He seemed to hesitate before saying, ‘Er...yes...’
Claudia shrugged. ‘Well, I’m awake now...kind of.’
Luke doubted it. He’d know the second she woke upfully.
Claudia yawned as she ran a hand through her hair. ‘You might as well stay and talk to—’
Luke didn’t have to wait much longer. The muscles in his shoulders tensed.
‘Oh...my... God !’
Yep. Now, she was awake.
Claudia looked down at herself in horror. She was naked ? She covered her breasts with an arm as she made a wild grab for the sheet, the quick impulsive tumbleinto bed the night before coming back in all its stupid glory.
She glared at Luke’s back, the full implications sinking in pretty damn quick as she dragged the sheet right up to her chin and scuttled back until she was sitting ramrod straight against the bed head.
He’d seen her like this.
‘How much did you see?’ she demanded.
Luke, relieved to hear the rustle of the sheets,dropped his hands. ‘I...’ He was caught between lying to make her feel better and blurting out the truth.
Too bloody much .
He was never going to see her as that skinny six-year-old any more.
‘Oh, God,’ Claudia wailed, his silence more damning than any words. ‘Please tell me I had the sheet on.’
‘You did.’
He turned to assure her he hadn’t seen everything but her frantic,‘Don’t you dare turn around,’ had him swivelling back to face the connecting door again.
Claudia clutched the sheets harder. ‘What did you see?’
‘Claude...’
Claudia wasn’t in any mood to be placated. ‘What. Did. You. See?’
‘Just a...little bit of your...upper...part.’ Luke waited for the lightning bolt to strike him dead.
Claudia shut her eyes. Oh, dear God. He’d seenher breasts. Within a handful of days he’d not only touched them but he’d seen them as well.
Damn, damn, damn.
‘I’m really sorry...’ Luke continued. ‘I thought you were up...I thought I heard your shower pipes. I did knock.’
‘How long were you standing there for?’ she demanded.
Again Luke wasn’t sure what the right answer was—the truth sure as