Page 63 of Seducing Her Scarred Boss

‘Only because she’s wonderful to me. It’s nice to be able to do something for her for once,’ Rosanna said. ‘She does so much for everyone else.’

‘Yeah.’ She did. She bent over backwards for the ones she loved. She was bending every which way for him. And he wasn’t happy about it. She deserved so much more. The feeling inside his chest tightened.

She was going to take him—like this—with nothing extra. She was too generous. And he wasn’t going to let her get away with it. Not any more. No matter the cost to him, she was too important. Her happiness was too important.

He could do it, sure he could—because she deserved it, ‘I’ve got a few other things I need to do for her.’ He swallowed and bit the bullet. ‘Are you up to helping me?’

Rosanna looked sharply curious. ‘What kind of things?’

‘Top secret things.’

‘Spend money kind of top-secret things?’

‘Lots of money,’ he acknowledged.

‘Then you’ve got an able assistant.’

He’d grin if he weren’t feeling so freaked. ‘Fantastic.’

THIRTEEN

Sophy letLorenzo guideher to her seat. Honestly, she was over the cotton wool treatment. Four days since her accident and he was still handling her as if he was afraid she’d break any moment.

‘You’re into taking this risk a second time?’

‘The first wasn’t such a risk,’ she teased back. ‘It’s not like you’ve asked me for my passport.’

He put his hand in his pocket and pulled out two small blue books.

‘No way.’ Sophy stared at them. ‘You got my passport? How did you do that?’

He didn’t answer. Just grinned at her in a lazy way.

‘That was at my parents’ house.’ She frowned. ‘At least, I think it was. You didn’t break in there, did you?’

‘I never did breaking and entering. Not my strength.’

‘Don’t be ridiculous. You’re capable of anything you set your mind to,’ she muttered. ‘It’s scary.’

‘Are you scared?’

She met his serious gaze. ‘No.’ She did up her seat belt. ‘Actually I’m hoping you’re going to make me a member of the mile high club.’

He laughed but she wasn’t kidding. He’d kissed her since the accident, but they hadn’t had sex. And she needed it—badly wanted to connect with him. There was a distance between them. She sensed his tension, as if he was keeping something back from her.

‘Are we going back to Hanmer?’

He just smiled.

She was sure of it when they got into the rental car in Christchurch and he took the road north again. Fine by her—she couldn’t think of anything nicer than making love with him in that wonderful warm water again.

But he turned off on a side road well before he should. Then took another, a gravel road this time. The building appeared out of nowhere. One of those churches that had been built a century ago and now was stuck in the middle of a field with nothing else around—no other buildings, no cars, nothing.

‘Sophy.’

He switched off the engine. He was so pale she was seriously worried.

‘Lorenzo?’

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