Never Sleep With Strangers by Heather Graham Pozzessere

Author:Heather Graham Pozzessere [Pozzessere, Heather Graham]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781408954843
Google: JTkSUwKel2MC
Goodreads: 23537157
Published: 1997-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

It would be a long day. Sabrina knew that right after she helped Brett upstairs.

His clothing was soaked, and naturally, he insisted that she help him out of it, thanking her as she dispatched his boots, his jacket and his shirt. She drew the line at his pants, however.

“Oh, come on, Sabrina, it’s not as if it isn’t familiar territory,” he told her. He looked at her pathetically. “Sabrina, I swear, I haven’t an ounce of strength. Help me.”

“All right,” she conceded. “Lie down, and I’ll drag off your pants. And you’d better be wearing underwear.”

He laughed.

“Just because you were hurt doesn’t mean that you didn’t behave like a slimy bastard, you know,” she reminded him as she wrestled with the sodden trousers, which now seemed plastered to his legs.

Naturally, just as she fell against the bedpost, his pants in her hands, Jon came striding into the room, while Joshua and Thayer lingered in the hall.

“I decided I should come by to see if you needed any help, McGraff,” Jon said dryly. “But you seem to be doing all right.”

“Of course. Sabrina does know how to take my clothes off,” Brett said.

Jon stared at her, arching a brow, then strode from the room.

Sabrina threw Brett’s pants to the floor.

Brett caught her hand. “I wish I could figure out when you slept with him,” he grumbled.

“Brett, stop, now.”

Amazingly, he did. He looked up at her and smiled. “You’re a great nurse, Sabrina. Now how would you like to help me out of my underwear?”

“Your only saving grace at the moment, Brett McGraff, is that you’re wearing underwear!” Sabrina scolded him.

“Please, show some mercy, will you? Would you put that cold towel on my head again?”

She was angry, feeling that Jon condemned her, convinced she was sleeping with Brett because of her ex-husband’s seemingly endless ploy to seduce her or, at the very least, to land her in compromising positions. But what could she do about it now? Nothing. She sighed. “Get under the covers and behave.”

He did so. He closed his eyes and winced, and she realized that he really must have one pounding headache.

Angry with Jon, too, for leaping so easily to the wrong conclusions, she fussed over Brett a bit. But she refused to be drawn into another of his traps. “Don’t you ever give up?” she asked him, plumping up a pillow and refusing his outrageous request for a drink. “Not with that knot on your head,” she told him. “Don’t drink, and don’t go to sleep. Just rest, and if you get blurry vision—”

“We’ll call the doctor, Nurse Sabrina?” he said, amused.

“I think you’re going to be all right,” she told him.

“Nothing a good whiskey wouldn’t cure,” he said wistfully.

“No alcohol today. You could have died, you know.”

“Stupid horse! I wonder why it reared like that?” he complained. Then he sighed. “Stupid me, for not being a better rider.”

“Hey, things happen,” Sabrina said gently.

“Too many things happen around here,” Brett said dully. He paused. “So what do you think happened with Susan?”

“How would I know? I wasn’t here.

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