A Wife for One Year by Brenda Harlen

Author:Brenda Harlen
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-01-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

When they got back to the condo, Daniel called Josh to update him on the sponsorship situation, then he drafted an email to his legal team—aka his cousin Jackson—asking him to forward the sponsorship agreement to Cal Archer. By the time he’d completed those two tasks, it was almost midnight.

To say that it had been an eventful day would be a massive understatement. From the time that he’d awakened, sixteen hours earlier, the day had been filled with emotional peaks and valleys. Making love with Kenna, fighting with Kenna, the silent plane ride with Kenna, dinner with Archie and Kenna, and finally restoring the status quo with Kenna.

Or at least pretending that they’d restored the status quo.

He’d meant what he said to her—she was his best friend in the world, and he never wanted that to change. But if he thought that going back to being just friends would be easy, he was lying to himself.

He didn’t hear Kenna moving around and figured she’d already gone to bed. He was exhausted, too, but he headed to the dining room, where he kept a bottle of his favorite whiskey in the sideboard. Maybe a drink would help him relax and fall asleep quickly so he could stop thinking about how much he wanted to make love with his wife again.

As he passed the living room, he realized the TV was on. He went to turn it off and discovered Kenna there, asleep on the sofa.

Should he wake her up so that she could go to bed? Or should he pick her up and carry her to her room?

He immediately nixed the latter idea.

While his intentions might be pure, he wasn’t sure he trusted himself to lay her down on her mattress and walk away. The prospect of waking her up was equally problematic, as it brought to mind the memory of how she’d looked when she’d woken up in his arms earlier that morning—the sexily tousled hair and heavy-lidded eyes, the softness of her body pressed against him.

He pulled a blanket off the back of a chair and gently draped it over her sleeping form. That was better. Now he couldn’t see the rise and fall of her breasts beneath the pale blue sweater, or the sweet curve of her derriere in the slim-fitting navy pants.

He resumed his path to the dining room and poured himself the promised drink. As he lifted the glass to his lips, he heard Kenna mumble in her sleep. The words were indecipherable, but something in her tone drew him back to her. “Kenna?”

Her head thrashed from side to side on the pillow and she mumbled again, a plea or maybe a protest.

“Kenna.” He repeated her name, louder this time, hoping his voice would penetrate the dream that held her in its grip. “I’m here, Kenna. It’s me, Daniel. Wake up, honey.”

He continued talking, his voice low and soothing, until her eyelids flickered and, finally, opened. It took another minute for the confusion to clear, and slowly the color crept back into her cheeks.

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