A Heart Decision by Laurie Kellogg Page A

pulling its hem back
down. “But apparently you objected and tried to pull it off
me.”
    “That still doesn’t explain why you’re even
here.”
    Sabrina turned to face him. “If I’d slept in the
guest room, I wouldn’t have heard you if you needed me.”
    “If you’d stayed in there, I wouldn’t need
you.”
    “I guess this is a clear-cut case of creating a
demand for myself, huh?” She chuckled as Dusty scrambled over her
head to the top of the bed.
    “It isn’t funny, Sabrina,” he snapped. “I won’t do
this to Ben, let alone—” The sound of the puppy’s lapping cut him
off. Luke flipped on the night table’s lamp and scrubbed his hand
over his mouth. “ Yeech . Damn it. What’s he doing in
here—besides French kissing me?”
    Sabrina pursed her lips to keep from laughing.
“Dusty was lonely, so I put him in bed with us so he’d stop
crying.”
    “Next time, let him cry.”
    “You’re a grouch when you wake up.”
    Luke rubbed his stomach as it growled loudly. “What
I am, Princess, is starving. All I’ve had since the party on Sunday
is soda.”
    She hadn’t had much more. While they’d been waiting
for the doctor to finish treating Luke, Ben had gotten her a bagel
with cream cheese from the hospital cafeteria. “I’d make us
something to eat if you had anything besides junk in the
house.”
    “There’re some frozen dinners you can nuke.”
    “Okay.” She flung back her side of the sheet and
slid off the high-rise bed. “I’ll go heat one and bring a tray up
to you.”
    “You’d better make it two. And for dessert add some
of that so-called junk —” He sputtered and spit as the dog
licked his mouth again.
    Chuckling, she grabbed the puppy and set him on the
floor before Luke could toss him off the mattress. “I understand
completely, sweetie.” She scratched Dusty behind his ears and knelt
down to retrieve the ice bag Luke had knocked off his side and
under the bed. “I got the same reaction when I kissed him.”
     

CHAPTER 5
    “Hey, give that back!” Sabrina hollered.
    If Luke lived a thousand years, he would never
forget the sight of Sabrina on her hands and knees, wearing no
panties, as she chased Dusty, who dragged the ice bag around the
room.
    It was one of those can’t-look-away moments.
As much as the erotic sight made his erection throb more than his
broken ankle, he couldn’t help peeking at her wiggling bare
bottom.
    “Get back here.” She grabbed for the dog’s leg as he
disappeared under the bed with his booty. She crawled under Luke’s
side of the bed, leaving only the bare cheeks of her fanny and
shapely legs visible.
    He spun around on his stomach and leaned over the
mattress to better admire the tantalizing view.
    His tongue fought to escape his mouth as he breathed
in her heady feminine scent.
    Now, he knew how Adam must’ve felt when Eve waved
that apple in front of his nose.
    In this situation, a less than honorable man would
move closer and take, at the very least, a little lick if not an
actual nibble.
    “Don’t you dare chew on it!” she squealed. “You’ll
put holes in it.”
    He stiffened and then rolled his eyes. She’s
talking to the damn dog, fool .
    “Come back here, you ungrateful little mongrel. To
think I actually let you sleep with me. Gotcha!” She started to
back out of Dusty’s hideout and froze as her bare bottom smacked
into Luke’s forehead. Neither of them budged for what seemed like
an eternity. Finally, he mumbled. “Uhhh, this isn’t what it seems
like.”
    “Then why don’t you tell me, exactly what this
is.”
    Clenching his teeth, he forced himself to lift his
head. As he carefully turned around on the mattress, he rolled to
his back.
    She emerged from under the bed, her face bright
pink.
    “I was just looking to—”
    “Yes, so I gathered.” She panted and tugged on the
hem of the T-shirt. “Did you see anything you liked?”
    Man, did he ever. “Look, let’s just forget this