had asked her after leading her to her bedroom. âYouâre not getting rid of me, you know. The doctor put me in charge. I run international corporations. I think I can take care ofone woman, one little boy and a few horses and cows. Hell, cows feed themselves.â
Her brows had flown together at that. âYou know better than that.â
âThat I do,â heâd said with a smile.
âI imagine in a day or two youâll be so bored youâll be longing for London and your lavish lifestyle, not to mention your countess.â
âThat doesnât mean Iâll leave Daniel. Then thereâs Hassan. I promised him Iâd help you.â
Ignoring her pout, heâd poured her a glass of water. When sheâd dutifully swallowed her pain pill, he said, âGood night. Iâll say a prayer to whoeverâs listening that a nightâs sleep improves your attitude. You really are an incredibly difficult patient.â
âBecause of you! The only thing that could possibly improve my attitude is for you toââ
Heâd leaned closer and touched her lips with a blunt fingertip. âHush, before you say more mean things about the father of your son. You were in trouble long before I showed up. Iâm here to help. So, good night. And thatâs finalâ¦unless you want me to tuck you in and kiss you good night.â Heâd said that only because sheâd looked so cute frowning at him, that heâd forgotten they were at war.
Caught by surprise by his last comment, sheâd glanced at his mouth and blushed most becomingly, her lips parting slightly, as if in invitation, before sheâd caught herself.
Heat washed through him.
âWould you get out?â
âMy pleasure,â heâd whispered, smiling at her as heâd closed her door softly. âSweet dreams.â
Her eyes, deep and dark in her flushed face, had shot sparks at him.
Ten minutes later, Luke was still thinking about her brilliant, intelligent eyes and how they made her thin face even lovelier than the elegant Teresaâs. Caitlynâs eyes warmed him, made him feel young and eager again, as he had when heâd been in love with her. Indeed, the memory of her brilliant eyes was still distracting him as Daniel labored through the story about a wise owl and an idiot mouse in need of a lesson.
Then the phone rang. Daniel, no doubt anxious for any excuse to stop reading, asked, âCan I quit now?â
âYes. That was very good.â
Not about to wait for Luke to change his mind, Daniel shot off the couch and ran down the hall to his room.
Damn, Luke thought, when the phone didnât ring again. Caitlyn, who was supposed to be asleep, must have answered the call. He was wondering what the caller wanted, when he heard a crash in her bedroom.
Afraid sheâd gotten up and fallen, Luke rushed down the hall and flung open her door.
Bathed in the golden glow of the bedside lamp, she wore nothing but a pair of skimpy red lace bikini panties. Leaning against one crutch, her arms were outstretched as she bent to put on a red bra. When the door banged open, sheâd frozen, staring up at him with huge dark eyes.
Erotic longing surged through him in a warm tide. She blushed but made no move to cover herself. The moment went on and on. Why did she stand there in shock and let him devour the sight of her lush figure?
Hell, why didnât he have the sense to look away? But he couldnât. She was too beautiful. His heart poundedviolently, and his avid gaze remained fixed on the voluptuous curves of her hips and the globes of her firm, high breasts. He couldnât have looked away had his life depended on it.
Didnât she guess how powerfully she affected him? Or did she? Was she doing this to seduce him?
Feeling short of breath, he fought to control himself. God help him, he wanted to pull her into his arms. He wanted to touch her more than heâd ever