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He’d taken off his boots at the doorway and hadn’t bothered with socks. His toes felt like icicles. "I’m so bloody cold."
"You’ll probably have a raging fever before the night is through." She managed to get his denims off and then his underwear. Refusing to look at his very impressive cock, she turned to get the blankets to wrap around him and shoved him into the chair in front of the fire.
"I’m going to get you some tea."
"Do you have brandy?"
"Yes."
"Then I’d prefer that."
Turning around, she marched out of the living room and into the kitchen. Closing his eyes wearily, he willed the tremors away and could feel the heat from the fire finally penetrating the cold. He was grateful she’d the presence of mind to add more logs to the fire and could feel the mesmerizing blaze lulling him to sleep.
His eyes snapped open when she came back with two glasses and handed him one.
"Thanks."
With a nod, she lifted the glass to her lips and took a sip.
"I had no idea you liked the stuff.”
“It grows on you and, when I’m working, I like to mellow out a little. How are you feeling?"
"Getting warm. I guess I should have checked the weather."
"You think?" The sarcasm in her cultured voice had him bristling.
"We’re not all as perfect as you." He snapped. The brandy was warming his insides and he could feel the tremors lessening.
"I’m far from perfect, but I happen to have the common sense to know to check the weather before storming out."
"You pissed me off."
"So your solution was to go out in the dark on a cold night and catch your death? Good plan."
He glared at her as he tossed back the rest of the liquor. "You happen to bring out the worst in me."
"Oh, believe me, I could say the same about you." She tossed back the drink and slammed the glass on the wooden table in the middle of the room. "I’m going to bed."
"There’s only one bedroom."
"You’re staying here by the fire where you can keep warm." Without another word, she turned and marched out.
Damn her! He fumed. Well, if that's the way she wanted to play it then so be it. Getting off the chair, he spread the blankets and cushions.
His overnight case was stowed in the corner of the room and he hadn’t bothered to unpack. He’d just go to sleep and forget the woman in the bedroom and the fact that he’d wanted desperately to snuggle with her.
*****
She drifted in and out of sleep, the guilt churning through her. She shouldn’t have left him out there, but he made her so mad she couldn’t think straight. Sitting up in bed, she frowned and wondered if she was hearing things. Was he calling her? A glance at the bedside clock showed it was just after midnight.
She would just go and peep in at him to make sure he wasn’t awake and running a fever. Sliding her legs off the bed, she shoved her feet into the fuzzy slippers and made her way along the passageway and into the living room. A frown touched her brow as she saw that the fire had died down.
"I’ll just add some-" His groans galvanized her into action and had her racing the rest of the way. Dropping down next to him, she put a hand to his forehead and realized he was too hot. His green eyes, glassy and unfocused fixed on her. "I’m so bloody cold." He whispered.
"That's because you have a fever." She glanced down to see that the shirt he’d put on was soaking wet.
"We need to get you out of this." Tugging at the ends, she pulled the shirt over his head.
