terrified of losing me. My sisters are useless.â She felt a stab of guilt. âBy choice. They would be terrific if they would think about anyone but themselves.â
âIsnât that true of half the world?â he drawled.
âYes,â she said, smiling. âI guess it is. I apologize about the near-arrest.â
âSomething tells me that wonât be the last excitement I see as a result of having you around,â he said.
Tina winced. âI warned you.â
âYeah,â he said. âYou did. Letâs get out of here.â
Zach ushered her into the same SUV heâd driven all those months ago when heâd taken her to his apartment. She inhaled the scent, feeling a flood of sensual memories skitter through her.
She sank into the leather seat, feeling safe and for the first time in months, not judged. Closing her eyes, she tried to make sense of her most recent, most impulsive decision of her life.
âI donât have any clothes,â she said.
âNo problem,â he said. âYou can sleep in one of my T-shirts and go shopping tomorrow or the next day.â
âYour T-shirt,â she echoed, finding the prospect incredibly sensual and forbidden.
âYeah,â he said. âUnless her highness requires silk.â
She paused a half-beat and decided to push back a little. She suspected sheâd been way too easy for him. That put her at a disadvantage. âSilk? I can skip a night.â
He gave a low laugh that rippled along her nerve endings.âTell me something I donât know,â he said. âYou skipped every stitch of clothing the night you spent with me.â
âIâm surprised you remember,â she said. âIt was just one nightââ
He whipped his head around to meet her gaze. âI remember everything about that night, Tina. Everything.â
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Just as Zach had said, ninety minutes later, he pulled down a long driveway lined with scrubby landscape. âIs this it?â she asked, preparing herself for a log cabin.
He nodded and she noticed the dirt and scrub were replaced by green grass and trees. âIs this your family home, or did you acquire it?â
âItâs been in my family for generations. Some of the staff live in the original homeplace. I had a new home built about six years ago,â he said.
A large white building with a wraparound front porch sat amidst tall trees and flowering shrubs. The waning sunlight glistened on the leaves. âItâs beautiful,â she said.
He glanced at her. âYou sound surprised.â
âI didnât know what to expect. A ranch can mean different things to different people.â
âAh, so you were expecting something more primitive. I hope youâre not disappointed,â he joked.
âNot at all,â she said, looking forward to a shower.
âIf I know Hildie, sheâll have a meal waiting for us when we walk in the door,â he said.
âHildie?â
âCook and housekeeper. Sheâs been working at the ranch since before my parents passed away,â he said.
âItâs nice to have that continuity. We have a few staff members and advisers who have been around a long time.â
âAre you worried about getting homesick? This is a lot different than Chantaine.â
âIâm counting on that,â she said with a sigh. More than anything, Tina craved an opportunity to hear herself think.
Zach pulled the SUV to a stop, then got out and stepped to the passenger door to open her door. He extended his hand and she took it, remembering the sensation of his calloused palms on various places of her body. Leading her up the steps, he opened the door and she stepped into a terra cotta tiled double-story foyer that featured a double staircase. A copper and crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling.
The foyer was warm and welcoming without being pretentious. She felt a sliver of