Westmorelands Series, Books 26-30 by Brenda Jackson

Author:Brenda Jackson [Jackson, Brenda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781460395547
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2016-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

THIRTEEN

Aidan forced his eyes open when he heard banging coming from the sitting area.

“What the hell?” He closed his eyes as sharp pain slammed through his head. It was then that he remembered last night. Every single detail.

He had stopped at the bar, noticed it was extremely crowded and had gone to his room instead. He’d ordered room service, a bottle of his favorite Scotch. He’d sat on the balcony, looking out over the ocean beneath the night sky and drinking alone, nursing a bruised heart. He didn’t finish off the entire bottle but he’d downed enough to give him the mother of all headaches this morning. What time was it anyway?

He forced his eyes back open to look at the clock on the nightstand. Ten? It was ten in the morning? Crap! He’d promised Jillian to take her to breakfast at eight. He could only imagine what she’d thought when he was a no-show. Pulling himself up on the side of the bed he drew in a deep breath. Honestly, did he care anymore? She had him pegged as a player in that untrusting mind of hers, so what did the truth matter?

“Mr. Aidan,” called the cabin steward, “do you want me to clean your bedroom now or come back later?”

“Come back later, Rowan.”

When Aidan heard the door close, he dropped back in bed. He knew he should call Jillian, but chances were she’d gotten tired of waiting around and had gone to breakfast without him. He could imagine her sitting there eating pancakes while all kinds of insane ideas flowed through her head. All about him. Hell, he might as well get up, get dressed and search the ship for her to put those crazy ideas to rest.

He was about to get out of bed when he heard a knock at the door. He figured it was probably the guy coming around to pick up laundry, so he slipped into his pajama bottoms to tell the person to come back later.

He snatched open the door but instead of the laundry guy, Jillian stood there carrying a tray of food. “Jillian? What are you doing here?”

She stared at him for a moment. “You look like crap.”

“I feel like crap,” he muttered, moving aside to let her in. She placed the tray on his dining table. His head still pounded somewhat, but not as hard as the way his erection throbbed while staring at her. She was wearing a cute and sexy shorts set that showed what a gorgeous pair of legs she had. And her hair, which had been pinned atop her head last night, flowed down her shoulders while gold hoop earrings dangled from her ears. Damn, he couldn’t handle this much sexiness in the morning.

She turned around. “To answer your question as to why I’m here, you missed breakfast so I thought I’d bring you something to eat.”

He closed the door and leaned against it. “And what else?”

She lifted a brow. “And what else?”

“Yes. What other reason do you have for coming here? Let me guess.

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