He never did get to devise his plan of seduction. Not that he was a master of seduction. He never had to be. Women just seemed to always be around, especially with Aleks in the vicinity.
“Mac!” Martina’s frantic voice caught his attention. “Mac! Wait!”
She thrashed around in the bed. What was he supposed to do? She didn’t look frightened, but he definitely didn’t like the fact that she was dreaming about another man. Mac.
Rob approached the bed and laid a hand on her shoulder, gently shaking her. “Martina?” He shook a little harder. “Martina? Wake up.”
“Mac?”
“No. It’s not Mac. It’s Rob.”
“Rob?” She still had her eyes closed and softly sighed. “Rob?” She bolted upright, knocking his hand away.
“You were having a dream.”
“How did I get in the bed?”
“I carried you.” Her mouth molded into an ‘O’ shape. “You were talking in your sleep.”
“Sometimes I do that.”
He watched her from the side of the bed. Her face was strained. “Can I get you something?”
“I’m fine, but the room’s not. It’s spinning.”
He chuckled. “You did have a lot to drink.”
“Your head.” She looked at him. “I remember that.” A bright hint of green shone through the small crack of her eyelids as they fluttered, trying to wake themselves from sleep.
“Whatever you did worked.”
“Good.” She lay back down and curled up on her side.
He headed toward the washroom then switched off the light. “I’ll just be in the other room.”
“Stay.” Her voice was so soft he barely heard her. “Will you stay? It would be nice to have the company for a change.”
“All right.” Maybe he didn’t need a plan. She was making it pretty easy for him to make a move.
He crawled into the bed and settled under the covers. She sidled up to him, her scent filling his nostrils as she fit her body snug against his and rested her hand on his chest.
There was nothing sexual about their contact, but Rob had no willpower to stop the growing need he felt below the belt. Despite wanting this woman fiercely, he was content just the way they were. He was comfortable, and for some reason the only word that described his feeling at that moment was home.
Chapter 5
Martina awoke energized. At peace.
No dreams. At least not while she was wrapped up in the arms of the warm body pressed up against hers. Rob.
His spicy scent wafted from behind. She felt every breath, every twitch and the hardness pressing into her...okay! It’s morning. It’s perfectly normal.
“Good morning.” His groggy voice sounded behind her.
“Hi. How did you know I was awake?”
“I felt you tense up.”
Sunlight poked through the small window in the top corner of the room. He eased away from her and lay on his back as if knowing she needed some space. She sat up, pressing herself against the headboard and pulled her legs into her chest.