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so—that
Andrew would figure it out on his own eventually.
    Then Andrew had walked in. One look at his pissed-off face
and she’d begun trying to mentally calculate how much money was in her bank
account and how high she’d have to charge up her credit cards to foot the bill
for a hotel room.
    Her conscience nagged, telling her it was wrong to sleep
with Harper’s brother. Fortunately, she’d always been very good at justifying
most of her questionable actions. After all, Harper was forcing her to take
this path as Amy was simply trying to protect her friend’s secret.
    God. She was pathetic.
    And still bloody horny.
    Andrew had appeared last night with that Zac Efron-looking
scruff he’d sported in The Lucky One and Amy had been a goner. Even
without the short beard, Andrew was entirely too good-looking for her peace of
mind.
    “Start walking,” Andrew said, pushing her toward the
doorway. “I’m feeling the need for a hearty breakfast. Gonna have to build up
my strength. Then you and I will spend the rest of the day in bed—getting
better acquainted in between naps while we recover from our jet lag. By the
way, you’ll be chained to the headboard. Sound good?”
    “Sounds perfect.” She struggled not to laugh when Andrew
frowned at her response. God, he really was making this all too easy. “And just
so you know, you’re not going to trick me into telling you anything about where
I live.”
    His grip on her arm tightened. Amy’s stomach clenched. She
was a sucker for an alpha male.
    They walked in silence down the hallway. Amy caught a
glimpse of her suitcase in the guest room and felt like dancing. Her trip was
saved after all. She wouldn’t go broke paying for a hotel room and she would be
treated to night after night of nonstop, no-holds-barred sex with Andrew.
    Could life get any better?
    As they approached the kitchen, the sweet smell of coffee
drew her straight to the counter. “If I promise to behave, will you take the handcuffs
off and let me have a cup of coffee? Even hardcore prisoners get bread and
water, you know.”
    Andrew studied her face as she tried to hide her absolute
glee. “Fuck. You’re going to be a pain in my ass, aren’t you?”
    She winked at him.
    Andrew chuckled as he released the cuffs. “Coffee cups are
in the cabinet above the dishwasher. Help yourself. Gotta warn you. It’s
strong.”
    She was surprised—and disappointed—by his easy capitulation.
She was hoping for more of a fight.
    Andrew grabbed a skillet and placed it on the stove. Then he
rummaged around in the refrigerator, bending over in search of something. She
enjoyed the view of his arse as the material of his pants stretched and
outlined it. She was almost sorry when he found the bacon and eggs. He turned
around too quickly and caught her staring.
    He lifted an eyebrow. “Enjoying the show?”
    She ignored his arrogant comment, turning back toward the
cabinet to find a mug. “Strong coffee sounds perfect. My head’s still fuzzy
from so much travel. And sex.”
    He chuckled. “Then we’re in the same boat.”
    “Harper expected you to be away for a few weeks. What
happened?”
    He didn’t look happy at her mention of his sister. For a
second she thought he might start questioning her again, hit her with a more
intense third degree. Fortunately, he let it go. Though she had no doubt he’d
badger her relentlessly later.
    Harper was perfectly safe and having a great time. There was
no harm in keeping her friend’s secret and having a bit of fun with her sexy
brother along the way.
    Andrew reached for a bowl, then cracked several eggs before
stirring them with a whisk. Amy tried to decide if there was anything hotter
than a shirtless man making her breakfast. “I spent two days traveling toward a
monsoon before my producers realized that was a stupid thing to do.”
    “Clever producers.” Amy took a sip of the coffee and winced.
She wasn’t much of a coffee drinker and he wasn’t kidding about it