Nightwalker by Jayne Ann Krentz (as Stephanie James)

Author:Jayne Ann Krentz (as Stephanie James)
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: mom 05/31/2014
ISBN: 9780373806836
Publisher: Harlequin Books
Published: 1984-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

When they reached the door it was standing open, just as Cassie had

left it in her nervous flight. The bedside lamp was still shining,

illuminating the tousled bedclothes. Cassie’s eyes went nervously to the

window. The storm was beginning to die down, although the wind still

howled. With long strides, Justin went to the bay window and peered out

at the balcony.

“Someone was here? Standing on the balcony?” He opened the window

and gazed out into the rain. Cold wind swept the room and Cassie shivered

violently.

“Yes.”

“And you thought it was me?”

“You. Or a dream, perhaps. That’s why I went down the hall to your

room. I had to know.”

“And you found me with my hair still wet from the rain,” he concluded

in a strange voice.

“Yes. But I didn’t realize it until…”

“Until it was too late. Until you were in my bed and about to give

yourself to me completely.”

“Yes.” She faced him bravely as he turned to look at her. She could read

nothing in those dark eyes, not a thing.

There was a tense silence and then Justin said quietly, “I don’t suppose

it would do any good for me to tell you that it must have been a dream and

that the reason my hair was wet was because I had just taken a bath?”

The really ridiculous part was that she longed to believe him, Cassie

realized dazedly. Perhaps it was instinctive for a woman to want to believe

the man who had just seduced her. “You’re the only one I know who’s out

for revenge against me,” she muttered, turning away to put some distance

between them. “It was pretty effective, Justin, if a little juvenile.”

“Cassie, it wasn’t me on that balcony tonight,” he stated flatly. Justin’s

hand came down on her shoulder, spinning her around to face him. “It

was a dream. I don’t get my kicks scaring women half out of their wits

with Dracula costumes. I may be a lot of things in your eyes but I’m not

crazy.”

“I never thought you were. Men who make their living running

successful gambling casinos and who set their sights on wealthy young

women like my sister aren’t crazy. They’re considered very, very shrewd

and dangerous. Are you going to deny that you’re shrewd or dangerous,

Justin?” She lifted her challenging gaze to his implacable face.

“That’s a slightly loaded question, isn’t it?” he gritted. “I might answer

it if you’ll answer my loaded question. It might have been a nightmare

that sent you scurrying down the hall to my bedroom tonight, but you

didn’t stay for warm milk and cookies, did you? You stayed for another

reason. What reason was that, Cassie? Are you going to deny that you

wanted me as badly as I wanted you?”

She stared at him with mute fury, refusing to respond. Justin nodded

once, as if in grim satisfaction, and then he closed and locked the window

that opened onto the balcony.

“Go back to bed, Cassie. I think we both need some sleep. We’ll talk this

out in the morning.” He walked past her on his way to the door. At the

entrance to the room he halted, one hand on the door frame. “Whatever

else happened tonight, one thing is unchanged.

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