Chapter 16

"Fine." The tip of her tongue was caught between her teeth as she frowned in concentration.

Simon felt his shaft stir at the thought of all the more sensuous uses the moistness of that tongue could be put to. "Or alternatively I could lie naked on the bed and wait for you to join me?" he said huskily.

"Fine." Her eyes had a faraway look as she continued to sketch in her pad.

"Or maybe swing naked from the chandelier?" he added with amusement.

"What did you say?" She looked up sharply, her cheeks blushing a fiery red.

"Never mind." He was still chuckling softly to himself as he walked down the hallway to the kitchen.

Sara felt the warmth of the color in her cheeks as the rest of Simon's conversation now penetrated the concentration that always enveloped her at the start of a new project.

Except she wasn’t going to start a new project.

Was she…?

That certainly hadn’t been what she had intended when she’d arrived promptly for this e