Golden Chances by Rebecca Hagan Lee

Author:Rebecca Hagan Lee [Lee, Rebecca Hagan]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, General, Contemporary, Historical, Fiction
ISBN: 9781557737502
Google: CZewkPaVyIUC
Amazon: 1557737509
Publisher: Diamond Books
Published: 1992-01-02T05:00:00+00:00

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Chapter Fifteen

"All right, dammit, you win," Reese exploded as the train slowly chugged its way out of Chicago.

He had endured yet another silent breakfast—the third—and that was enough.

Faith ignored him.

"Did you hear me?" Reese asked. "I said you win."

"I wasn't aware we were competing." The chill in her voice was unmistakable.

"The hell you weren't!" Reese got up from his desk and began to pace along the length of the carpet right in front of where Faith sat embroidering. "You've given me the silent treatment for the past two days. I've had enough of it. I'm tired of sitting outside in the cold half the night. And I'm tired of picking you up off the sofa and putting you to bed every night." He was also tired of waking up each morning throbbing with unrequited desire. Oh, she was more than willing to curl up to him in her sleep, to share his body heat and plant her firm little fanny against his naked arousal. But the minute she opened her eyes she turned frosty. If he so much as touched her while she was conscious, the air turned decidedly colder.

"I'm quite willing to sleep on the sofa," Faith reminded him. "I didn't ask to be carried to your bed each night. In fact, I would prefer to sleep alone."

"Too bad," Reese told her, "because that wasn't part of the deal." He pointed a finger in her direction. "You haven't lived up to your end of the bargain. According to our contract you owe me more time in the sack."

Faith stood up. His finger missed touching her nose by a mere fraction of an inch. She stared at his finger, then looked him over from top to bottom, refusing to be intimidated. "And you, Mr. Jordan, owe me an apology." She folded away her sewing and placed it in her basket.

"For what? Remember, you're the one who lied. You told me you were a widow and Joy was your little girl."

"I never said Joy was my child. You assumed—"

"So you lied by omission. What about your sainted husband, Champ?"

"Your assumption," Faith pointed out. "I never actually told you I'd been married."

"You're wearing a wedding band." He grabbed hold of her left hand and lifted it up in front of her face so she could see the thin gold band. His touch burned her flesh. Her body tingled with awareness.

Faith snatched her hand away.

"What was I supposed to think?" Reese asked.

"All right!" she yelled at him, losing control. "All right, I admit it. I lied to you. I deceived you. I betrayed your trust. I let you believe I was something I wasn't. Is that what you want to hear?"

Tears formed in her eyes then rolled down her cheeks. She ruthlessly wiped them away with the back of her hand.

Reese placed his hands on her shoulders and pulled her into the warmth of his wide chest. "What I want to hear," he said gently, "is why."

Faith pulled away from him. "The reason doesn't matter.

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