She’d escaped up there as soon as Sabrina left, and he hadn’t heard a peep from her since. He was just thinking he would have to go up and get her when the door to her bedroom swung open, and she appeared on the landing. Damn. She wore a soft yellow sundress, one she’d worn in Belize, and the cut while conservative, did nothing to hide her curves. If anything, the way the soft material draped over her hips made her look wholly feminine, just the way a woman was supposed to look. With her golden skin, long hair pulled back into a simple ponytail and her face free of makeup, she was so much like the Donovan of old that he had to remind himself that she was a long way from the girl he’d fallen for. Of course that was easier said than done. His body automatically tightened, and he realized it was going to be a hard few weeks denying the pull. He wanted her. And though she would no doubt deny it until she was blue in the face, he knew that she wanted him.
What do You think about Jack (The Family Simon Book 2)?
