All About Sage (A City of Sails Romance Book 2) by Hill Joanne

Author:Hill, Joanne [Hill, Joanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-11-12T08:00:00+00:00

An hour later, one beer down, Ethan heard a noise again.

He quickly muted the remote, remembered he had activated the security alarm, and listened carefully.

His spine prickled. Somebody was coming down the stairs.

Was it one of the twins? He closed his eyes on a groan. What if they were awake? What if it was Ruby, because there was no way “that man” was changing channel for Dora the Explorer.

Although…she could watch it in the other room. Problem solved.

He turned as the floorboards creaked, and his gaze zeroed in on Sage.

She stood still a moment, then rubbed her eyes, looked at him, and blinked several times.

She still wore the clothes she’d been dressed in earlier, but her sweatshirt was around the wrong way and, he noticed, staring at the tag at her neck, inside out. Hair tangled around her face and there were creases on her cheeks.

She looked at him, then at the beer, and understanding flashed across her face.

“Of course,” she said. There was a delicious, throaty sleepiness to her voice and he wondered how awake she was. She appeared very calm. He felt like shit when he woke up, and if he’d walked in on someone – someone clearly engrossed in something – he’d have walked right out and not wanted to talk to them. “Is that the cricket?” she asked.

“Yeah. New Zealand is three for forty. It’s not going great. Do you want to watch it?”

“Nope. Sports doesn’t do it for me.”

He waited for her to bid him goodnight, turn around and leave him to it. Instead, she walked in, hesitated, and then came across to the smaller couch. She sat down, leant against the back, sighed heavily, and rubbed her hands down her face, then brought her legs up to sit cross-legged.

What was she doing? He looked back at the TV but kept a watch on her out the corner of his eye. After a while, she sighed again, and reached for the pile of Robyn’s fashion magazines on the table beside the couch. She began to flick through one, stopped at a page, then flicked through some more. The sound of the pages turning was absurdly loud.

After a while, she glanced at the TV, then at him. Her forehead creased. “What?” she said.

“What?” He looked straight at her. “What? You, that’s what. What are you doing up at this hour?”

“I’m awake,” she said.

“I can see that. But what are you doing here?”

She turned the page, then closed the magazine. “I’ve been asleep for—” She checked her watch. “Six hours. I’m awake now.”

He managed a smile. “That’s great, Sage, but I booked this room and this television for this cricket. Why don’t you take that magazine to the other lounge?”

Her eyes flashed. “You are incredibly rude. I’m just sitting here. I’m not doing anything.”

Something rose within him and he didn’t bother to tamp down on it. “You are breathing. Your presence is distracting me.” Wrong way to put it. She might get ideas. Think that her being a distraction meant he fantasized about her.

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