Chapter 17
Sandi's skin was on fire as Charles carried her to their bedroom. He set her down. The golden bed and gold and white embossed walls with the white sheets and blue blankets were the same as they’d been since she'd arrived.
Her heart thundered. She loved him.
Somehow she needed to ignore how every cell in her body wanted to rip his clothes off and taste his skin.
Right now she needed to get a grip on her desire to be physical because she hadn’t explained anything to him yet.
So when he leaned forward to kiss her, she placed her hands on his rock-hard muscular chest and said, “Charles. Wait.”
“I’ll leave you to a warm shower.” He backed up fast as if he'd made a mistake.
She took a step, ready to chase him if he left this room. “No. I mean… a shower sounds good as I’m cold…
