Her Torrid Temporary Marriage

She opened her eyes and looked at him. “Move away.”

Instantly he stepped back, and she strode away from him. His gaze ran over her back. Her jeans were tight, and she had an enticing little sway to her walk that made him notice her fanny and her long legs. With surprise, he realized how he was looking at her and how his body was responding—something that hadn’t happened since Lisa. In spite of the flagrant enticements of the nannies, he had been as numb as the ground, but he wasn’t numb now. This was a lot of woman, and a damned good-looking one at that.

Mattie spun around and faced him as if she were armed and ready to duel. She had her hands on her hips, and he could see the flash of fire in her eyes.

“I think you’ll regret this terribly. Suppose you fall in love again?”

“I’m not going to. I adored Lisa and I won’t fall in love. I feel numb,” he said, knowing that until five minutes ago it had been the complete truth. “And I can get along out here on the ranch.”

“I think you’re wrong. It’s too soon. In six months I think you’ll feel differently and you’ll want to fall in love.”

“Then we can get the marriage annulled, and you can have all I promised you. Ask what you want in the prenuptial agreement. Make the stakes higher if I leave you, Mattie. Then you’ll see how earnest I am about this.”

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