Anna patted the mattress beside her. “Come on. We’re losing the mood.” “Turn over and let me rub your back,” Jeff said as he slid into bed next to Anna. “I’ll try to loosen up your stiff neck.” Jeff expertly rubbed Anna’s aching back and neck. He had a gentle touch and his hands felt wonderful. Jeff chuckled to himself as he heard Anna’s breathing change into the deep, rhythmic sounds of sleep. He snuggled close to her back and lay there quietly enjoying the sound. It was a very long time before he was able to drift off into sleep himself. Chapter Eight Anna slept restlessly and woke frequently during the night. Her headache wasn’t any better and her neck had resumed its prior stiffness. Her thoughts when she awoke were of the hamlet at Versailles and the mysterious man she’d seen there. She was inexplicably drawn to return.
