“It doesn’t matter.”
“If you say so.”
Macie was relieved when the waitress arrived with their meal. She didn’t know why she cared what Bowdry thought of her, but she did. “You were the one in danger,” Macie said after a time. “Why didn’t he appear to you?”
“I don’t know,” Bowdry said, and then he grinned. “Maybe he brought us together for a reason.”
“Yeah? What reason would that be?”
“Well, since you found me, I thought maybe you’d know.”
“I don’t have a clue.”
“Maybe if we spend some time together, we’ll fi nd out.”
His words, the look in his deep brown eyes, sent a wave of heat spiralling through her. Spending time with Ace Bowdry certainly wouldn’t be a hardship in any sense of the word.
After dinner, Bowdry secured two rooms in the hotel, then asked the desk clerk for lots of hot water to be sent up to their rooms as soon as possible.
Macie felt somewhat lost when she entered her room and closed the door, along with an unexpected sense of disappointment that they wouldn’t be sharing a room. And a bed. She shook the feeling away. What was she doing here, anyway? Surely whatever fate had sent her here must know she could end her life in this century as easily as her own.
Moving to the window, she pushed the white lace curtain aside and stared at the street below. How was she going to get back home? If she asked Relámpago to take her, would he? There had been times in her life when she felt like she didn’t belong, but in this case, it was true. She defi nitely didn’t belong here, and never would. Yet even as she yearned for home, she knew she would be sorry to see the last of Ace Bowdry. There was no denying that she was attracted to him. And he to her.
Maybe Relámpago was more than a time-travelling horse. Maybe he was a matchmaker, as well.
The following morning, bright and early, Bowdry knocked on her door. “You awake in there?”
Scrambling out of bed, Macie wrapped a sheet around her nakedness and opened the door.
Bowdry grinned at her. “You ready for breakfast?”
“Do I look ready?”
“You look ready for something.”
The look in his eyes caused a shiver of excitement in the pit of her stomach. With his gaze focused on hers, he backed her into the room and shut the door behind him.
Macie stared up at him, her heart pounding, her lips slightly parted, as he reached for her.
He’s going to kiss me.Breathless with anticipation, she closed her eyes.
There was no hesitation in his kiss. His lips were warm and firm, confi dent without being demanding.
Needing something solid to hang on to, Macie’s hands curled over his shoulders as he deepened the kiss. He made a throaty growl when her tongue slid over his lower lip.
Muttering something unintelligible, he backed her towards the bed, lowered her gently to the mattress, and covered her body with his.
“Damn, woman, what are you doing to me?” he asked, his voice gruff.
“What areyoudoing tome?”she retorted.
He grinned at her, a wicked gleam in his eyes. “I don’t know,” he said, stripping her of the sheet, “but whatever it is, let’s not stop.”
Four
Macie woke abruptly. For a moment, she stared up at the ceiling, unable to recall where she was. And then it all came rushing back. The horse. The journey through time.
And the man. Ah, yes, the man. She turned her head to see him lying asleep beside her. Just looking at Mr Tall, Dark, and Sexy made her toes curl. They had had sex again last night. No, it had been more than sex, but before she fell too much harder, she should probably find out a little more about him. Like, was he married?
