I tell Andy that as soon as I can.I tell Andy that as soon as I can." He shrugged nonchalantly, even as he started seething inside. "If you can't take a little challenge..." he dared her delicately. "Yeah Right!", she threw back mockingly over her shoulder as the crowd parted to let her through. ------------------------------------ That night, Garett plopped down on his hotel bed for what must have been his twentieth attempt at relaxing. Something was burning in his blood. To be exact, Adrienne was burning in his blood. His pride was stung that Adrienne had actually refused to work with him when there were hundreds of other companies clamoring at his door to help make them rich. And it didn't help that every time he closed his eyes to sleep, he could see her in his bed, naked and uninhibited, eyes shadowed with passion. ------------------------------------- She wanted him. The tension that hummed between them was unmistakable. And she always got what she wanted. She settled back into her warm bed. The doorbell echoed through the house. A satisfied smile crept across her face. He had come as she knew he would. Garett stood outside her door, ignoring the arctic gale that buffeted at him. He shook his head with a wry smile. Adrienne had told him long ago that she wanted to live in an abandoned fire-house. It didn't surprise him that she had managed to do just that. The door swung open. She stood framed in the doorway, wearing nothing but a ivory silk nightshirt. |