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Curious, I dropped the catalog in my hand and snatched the one fro for furniture was ridiculous, but still he sat there reen circle around a beautiful leather sofa with silver-stud detail The piece was gorgeous, but the fact that he’d picked it left me unsettled With a quick hand, I pulled the cap ofit protrude froiant X over his circle

"And what’s wrong with the sofa?" he asked, slightly miffed He must’ve really liked it, which further pushed me to veto it

"Too h, starting over froe one until I landed on another ite I honestly would’ve chosen it, as well With a shrewd smile in his direction, I crossed out the itee

One after another, I crossed out his ites I liked better If I wanted to win the bet--and I did--I needed the house to be perfect: fean had s to paint chips

Before I could snatch the array of colors fro his head with a soft chuckle

"Not so fast Youthe place, but the color sche you the entire upper hand here"

My brows rose suggestively, and I feigned an exaggerated pout "Oh, and here I thought you’d let a girl win You know, so you could be my little slave for a couple days All those possibilities"

He was visibly affected byfor his openover the color palette "Do your worst, sweetheart," he whispered "I’m already at your will"

I rolled ht, you can pick the paint I’h without it to win this hands down"

He only grinned, watchingof knickknacks for the bookshelves I chose Yeah, I was buying everything Julia would need and an to throb, and I knehat that meant I looked to the clock on the wall: after one o’clock It was time for my daily exercise--the worst part of the day I loved to work out, to run and stretch, but this was different--painful

I closedhe’d take the hint and leave me to rest so he wouldn’t be around when Marilyn came to collectto step out to callthat needs to be ordered, then I’ll be back" He stood and switched out the light

Alone at last, I smiled to myself as he walked to the door just as Marilyn entered So close

"You knohat time it is, Miss Cassandra" Marilyn’s voice was soft and sweet but had an undertone of authority, and I’d seen it at work No point in fighting the wo at the doorway Please go

Marilyn was beside htly, earning an to see all my wounds

"You have to do at least one lap, Cassandra We can’t have that leg stiffening up on you"

"I said go, Logan!" I didn’tin as she pulled the blanket froown to help cover the bandage, but I could tell by his stricken face that he saw

"I think I’ll stay," he said softly, now standing next to Marilyn with a frown

Of course he would