Page 20 of The Rancher's Plain Jane Wife

'Yup!'And she had ended the conversation there by lying about having promised to give Colton a call just so she could excuse herself from the table.

She closed her eyes, attempting for the nth time to fall asleep, but memories kept intruding, and oh God, even now, she could still remember, very, very vividly, the way his knuckles had felt against her cheek...

Aaaaaargh!

Sarah covered her face with a pillow.

Argh! Argh! Argh!

What was that guy planning, anyway? This was obviously another manifestation of his dog-in-the-manger attitude, and she had to do something about it before she ended up...before she ended up doing somethingcrazier,like falling in love—-

A knocking sound against the door interrupted her thoughts, and Sarah shot up to a sitting position.

"I know you're awake."

Before she could react, she already heard the knob turning, and by the time Sarah turned towards the door, Damian had already stepped inside the room and was shutting the door closed behind him.

Oh God!

When Damian turned back to face her, Sarah had the covers up to her chin, and she was staring at him with a wary expression on her face.Yet another example of how different she was now, the billionaire thought broodingly. In the past, she had not only taken every chance to parade around him in skimpy nightgowns, but in those instances, the invitation in her dark gaze had also made it very clear she would more than welcome his advances.

This time, however...

"I already saw what you're wearing," the billionaire said dryly, "and the blanket you're wrapped in is a lot sexier." And almost as if he couldn't help himself, he then asked in a pained tone, "GreenHulkshirt and purple shorts? Don't you have any pride?"

Oh.

And because she could see in his eyes that he was telling the truth, she immediately threw the covers off her and saw him wince.

"You know how some clothes look better at second glance?" Damian asked.

"Yes—-"

"Your choice of sleepwear isn't one of them."

Sarah burst into laughter.

"And unfortunately, I amnotkidding."

The way his lip curled was just too much, and she ended up literally rolling on the bed while clutching her stomach.

"That's better, love."

She gasped, caught by surprise by how dangerously near he sounded, and when she opened her eyes, it was to realize that she had somehow ended up flat on her back on the bed while an impossibly sexy Damian loomed over her.

Shit!

She immediately tried rolling away, but his hands had suddenly landed on each side of her body, caging her in an instant.

Dark eyes full of disbelief flew up to him. "What do you think you're doing?"

"I want to talk," Damian said tautly, "and I need you to hear me out."

"I promise I'll listen, just let me—-"

"Unfortunately, little Sarah, I don't trust you to keep your word."

"I'm going to shout for help," she threatened.

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