A Family Circle 1 - A Very Convenient Marriage by Dallas Schulze

Author:Dallas Schulze [Schulze, Dallas]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fiction, General
ISBN: 9780373599356
Publisher: Silhouette Books
Published: 1994-01-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

The bedroom door had barely closed behind Sam before Nikki pounced.

"Why didn't you say something?" she demanded.

He didn't pretend not to know what she was talking about. "What should I have said? 'Sorry, Mom, we can't spend the night because we'd have to share a room.' Don't you think it would have looked a bit' odd if we had separate bedrooms a month after the wedding?"

"Lots of married couples sleep in separate bedrooms."

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean they'd rather drive three hours in a rainstorm rather than face sharing a bed."

Nikki's spine stiffened and her eyes turned a pure, icy green. "We are not sharing a bed."

"If you speak a little louder, maybe the whole house will be able to hear you." The accusation was unfair since she'd been keeping her voice low, but he wasn't particularly concerned with fairness at the moment. It had been a long day.

He was tired and not particularly thrilled at the prospect of the night ahead.

"We are not sharing that bed," she repeated.

Sam had never before heard anyone make a whisper sound like a shout. It was a unique talent, but one he was a little too tired to appreciate at the moment. If it hadn't been such a long day, with an even longer night to follow, he might have dragged out the discussion for the sheer pleasure of watching her lay down the law. "You're right. We are not sharing that bed. I'll sleep on the floor."

Nikki was already drawing breath to argue with him when it registered that there was nothing to argue about. She gave him a look of mingled relief and annoyance.

"The floor isn't going to be very comfortable," she said.

"Do you have a better idea?" Sam unbuttoned his shirt cuffs.

"Maybe I should be the one who sleeps on the floor. After all, this is your home...."

"This is my mother's home," he corrected. "And I'm not going to arm-wrestle you for the right to spend a miserable night trying to get comfortable on the cold, hard floor, so unless you're desperate to sleep there, I'd suggest you don't argue. My chivalrous streak isn't very wide."

She stared at him consideringly for a moment. He could almost see the debate going on in her head. Did she protest politely and risk having to sleep on the floor or did she give in and let him have the last word? He should have known she'd find a way to do neither.

"As a strong nineties kind of woman, I should insist on equal-opportunity misery."

Sam's grin was slow. "As a nineties kind of man, I wouldn't dream of standing in your way." He swept one hand out in invitation. "The floor is yours if you insist."

"That's quite all right. It's enough that you respect my right to sleep there. You're welcome to it," she said graciously.

"Gee, thanks."

"Don't mention it."

"I won't," he said dryly. "I'm going to get ready for bed. If your sensibilities would be shocked by the sight of me in my underwear, then I suggest you turn the light out while I'm in the bathroom.

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