An Offer He Can't Refuse by Ragan Theresa

Author:Ragan, Theresa [Ragan, Theresa]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Theresa Ragan
Published: 2012-12-03T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

After tossing and turning for most of the night, Madison finally gave up trying to get any sleep. She pushed off the covers and slid her legs over the side of the bed. She gazed down at the ring on her finger and couldn’t help but feel sort of silly for coming on to Jackson only to be turned down flat. He’d sobered her right up.

She wanted nothing more than to call a cab and go home. It was Sunday, and she hoped he’d gone to the office for the day. The wedding had been a disaster, not to mention her attempt at seducing her husband. How was she ever going to face him again?

Her gaze fell to her suitcase by the closet door, making her wonder when he’d managed to slip it into the room without disturbing her. Head throbbing, she forced herself to her feet. Her room, she noticed, was tastefully decorated in light creams and lavender.

After grabbing her nightshirt, slippers and toiletries from her case, she went into the bathroom and brushed her hair and then her teeth. She splashed cold water on her face, but that hardly helped the puffiness under her eyes. She needed Tylenol.

She opened the door and was instantly greeted by high ceilings and wide open spaces. The house was enormous. Long, open hallways lined with custom-made iron railings made for a sweeping view of the grand entrance below. Burgundy draperies and a plush carpet contrasted nicely with cream-colored walls. Rich colorful paintings adorned the walls, giving the house warmth, although a pervasive stillness did make her wonder how one man could live all alone in such a large house.

She held onto the decorative iron rail as she made her way downstairs. The kitchen was equally large and nicely decorated with never-ending granite counters and sprawling slate floors. Massive windows provided plenty of natural light as she searched through a few cupboards and finally the pantry. It didn’t take her long to find a bottle of Tylenol. She stepped out of the pantry and opened the lid.

“Looking for something?”

Startled, she jumped and the bottle of pills flew from her hand, the plastic bottle hitting Jackson square on the chin. Pills scattered and rolled across the floor; a few tablets circled around Jackson’s bare feet.

“You’re not working today?”

He shook his head. “Should I be?”

“Yes. No. I mean, you should do whatever you want.”

After she picked up most of the pills, her gaze traveled from his feet to strongly muscled calves covered with dark hair, and then upward to the hem of his terrycloth robe. They both bent over to retrieve the pills at the same time, bumping their heads in the process.

“Ow!” Madison held one hand to the top of her head as she straightened.

He gathered the pills and the bottle and handed it to her. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” She noticed him looking at her slippers.

“A gift from Jen,” she confessed.

“Nice.”

She smiled, determined to act natural, show him she could handle this living arrangement without turning into a complete idiot every time he said two words to her.

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