Coming Home For Christmas. RaeAnne Thayne
Читать онлайн книгу.
The snow had eased a little when I went to sleep around midnight. I’ll take a look.”
Though the room was carpeted, the floor was still cold on his bare feet as he slid out of bed and walked to the window. Dawn was still a few hours away. The storm had dropped several more inches since midnight but it looked as if the winds had died down. With luck, crews had been hard at work in the early hours clearing the freeway and they could get on their way at first light.
Good. He wasn’t sure he could take another night, trapped in a hotel room with her.
“It’s still too early to take off again. We should try to catch a few more hours, then get an early start.”
“All right. I’m...sorry I woke you.”
He thought about telling her she’d been giving him sleepless nights for seven years but didn’t want to admit that to her.
“Good night,” he answered, then climbed back into bed, rolled to face the wall and tried to do the impossible—put her out of his mind long enough to slip back into sleep.
Конец ознакомительного фрагмента.
Текст предоставлен ООО «ЛитРес».
Прочитайте эту книгу целиком, купив полную легальную версию на ЛитРес.
Безопасно оплатить книгу можно банковской картой Visa, MasterCard, Maestro, со счета мобильного телефона, с платежного терминала, в салоне МТС или Связной, через PayPal, WebMoney, Яндекс.Деньги, QIWI Кошелек, бонусными картами или другим удобным Вам способом.