Anna had never been more humiliated in her life. She could only imagine what he must have thought, seeing her overweight curves uncovered. Guys like him only dated supermodels, or thin, gorgeous women without an ounce of extra flesh.
The thought of his disgust made her want to roll over and bury her head under the covers. Then again, she hadn’t asked to be undressed. If he was disgusted, it was his own damn fault.
WITHOUT TAKING HIS eyes away from her, Shayne grabbed her clothing from the table beside him with one hand. In one smooth move, he lightly tossed them in front of her. “I anticipated you might sleep more comfortable that way.” He always did.
Her virginal antics were funny. She wasn’t hiding anything from him. He was way too experienced not to feel the sexual awareness between them. It was growing by the day, the hour, the minute.
He knew his heated gaze was making her flustered, and it amused him. She was damn lucky they wouldn’t be alone together for much longer. Anything longer than that, and her virginity would be a thing of the past.
“How did I get in here anyhow?” Anna asked as she pulled her clothes to her chest.
He smiled. “How do you think?”
She was fuming. She was so mad Shayne expected to see smoke coming out of her ears at any moment. “You expect me to believe that you carried me in all by your little bitty self?” she asked sarcastically, gesturing towards her body. “Granted, you are extremely tall and muscled, but there's no way you can be that strong. Besides, I would have woke up when you did.”
His heated gaze dropped down to her breasts hidden beneath the sheet. They were swollen, her nipples hard against the material of the sheet. Just knowing she was naked was making him nuts. His eyes slowly traveled back up to her face. He was intensely aroused. He could feel the intensity of it in every part of his body. Shayne knew it was in his eyes, as Anna blushed when their eyes met. “I could carry you with one arm tied behind my back,” he replied, with a half smile. “It would take a lot more than you to make it difficult.”
“Yeah, right,” she replied, bitingly. “Let's cut to the chase, shall we? I'm well aware of my size, and it would never be considered easy to carry. I don't have time for this. I don't get what game you're playing here. But I want you to understand that whatever it is, I'm not playing.”
With her clothes gathered up in her arms, she looked up at him coldly. “Do you mind?”
“Not at all,” Shayne drawled, making a princely gesture with his hand as he leaned against the wall. He looked nonchalant and cool, but deep inside he was a hotbed of lust so strong he was nearly going up in flames. It was clear to him Anna was a runner. However, it only made him want her more. The thrill of the chase excited him.
If she stood up and dropped the sheet, he wouldn’t be able to control himself. He’d have her flat on her back, with his dick buried deep, before she even knew what hit her. His body was alert and ready to spring at a moment’s notice. He couldn't think of anything else. It was as if his brain really was between his legs rather than on top of his shoulders, where it belonged.
Undressing her the night before had almost been his undoing. Never had he been more tempted to break his strict moral code. After getting her naked, he’d gone immediately into the bathroom and pleasured himself.
His determination to ignore his attraction wouldn’t mean anything in the face of her rounded naked body in front of him. As it was, he was having a hard enough time controlling himself. All he needed was just one encouraging word or action to pounce, thus bringing satisfaction to them both. And Shayne knew, without a shadow of any doubt, he would satisfy her. He could give Anna pleasure beyond anything she'd ever known before. Guaranteed.
However, Anna wasn’t about to give him a yes. Irritation creased her brow as she watched him, with an expectant expression on her face. When he didn’t move, her eyes narrowed. “Turn around now,” she said, enunciating each word .
Releasing a long-suffering sigh, Shayne turned, not letting her see the grin on his face. She was as prickly as the red in her hair warned she could be. Although she was testy, he also realized how embarrassed she was. Her face was the color of a ripened red tomato.
He glanced down ruefully at his dick. It was a good thing she'd ordered him to turn away. Something told him she wouldn’t have been pleased to see his massive hard on.
ANNA JUMPED UP AND backed away to the bathroom as quickly as possible, holding the sheet and her clothing in front of her. She was eager to get away from him. She needed to gather her thoughts and calm her wayward body. Shayne made her feel clumsy and awkward but lustful. She was afraid her body would give her away and turn their trip into a humiliating experience.
She walked into the bathroom and leaned against the wall to catch her bearings. What the hell had that been? The bantering between them had felt so charged. Everything he said and did seemed to turn her on. The struggle to move past her attraction was real. Somehow, she had to get past it and detach. She thought about her mother's death and how her own life was on the line. It put things in a very solemn perspective.
The bathroom was nothing fancy, and it didn’t take her long to attend to herself. A sharp rapping on the bathroom door made her jump. “We need to move now,” Shayne said impatiently, rapping on the door again. He
