Chapter 44

"I'm fine," Sara replied, her voice low, "Nothing is wrong,"

He nodded, "Alright,"

He was waiting for her to speak. To explain why she'd come, but she couldn't find the words. Also, he looked distracting, bare chested. She could feel her eyes widening as she took in the bronzed magnificence. Whorls of dark hair dusted his pectorals and then met in a silky line that descended down and into the waist of his low-slung sweat pants which barely clung to lean hips. His hair was wet, indicating that he'd just gotten out of the shower. Sara swallowed.

For a frightening second, she wondered if he already had a woman with him. Her heart began to beat even faster. Knowing how turned on he'd been, and how that blond woman had thrown herself at him, it wouldn't be very surprising if he'd decided to bring her home with him instead. Like an idiot, she'd rushed over here, without thinking about the possibility that he might have company.

"Ermmm, is this a bad time?" she