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Fifty Four
Mat opened the door for her and waited patiently for her to get in. For some reason he noticed at that moment that she still retained a slight limp from the accident, though it was hardly evident, unless one knew what to look for.
He had no doubt that she was hiding something from him; she was definitely talking in circles at lunch and she had been quiet ever since she had gone to the bathroom. He just wondered what her secret was. He did not dare hope that she had feelings for him. Had she not kissed Brad this morning? He had barely managed to keep his temper when he had seen it. He had never thought that Brad would be competition for her, he must have read the whole situation with this woman wrong, he thought while he got in on the driver’s side and they started on their journey again.
“How much time do you need to freshen up?” He asked casually, trying to keep the calm conversation going so they would
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The man typed something and searched the screen again. “We have one double room left, sir. Can I book it for you?”Matthew glanced at her questioningly. “We can go look for somewhere else.” He stated softly, giving her the control.“No, I think that room is fine, Mat. You’re exhausted; you need to get some sleep.” She answered with concern.Matthew looked back at the attendant. “Its fine, we’ll take it.” He answered coldly. He hoped she was not going to be annoyed with this; he really had booked two separate rooms for them, because he wanted her to be comfortable, like they’d been when they went to the opening of his show in the gallery.The attendant typed again and then looked up at Matthew with a smile of clear relief at them handling the mistake with such grace. “How many nights, sir?”“Two.”He
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Kara quietly closed the door and started the water running for a shower while she started to undress. She needed this shower, her muscles ached more than a little from sitting still for so long, she just did not want him to feel guilty about it. She wondered why he seemed so tired today. Angrily she pushed thoughts of him aside. Was she always going to have this obsession over a man who obviously expected no more than friendship? For her own sanity it was better if she put some distance between them, but she could not bear losing the friendship, even if she suffered every moment he touched her or smiled at her.With a sigh she tied her hair up and stepped under the water. The warm water helped for her aching muscles and she lingered longer than necessary. As she allowed her thoughts to wander while she enjoyed the water running over her, she thought about the dress he had bought her for his brother’s wedding. With a slight
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Kara awoke in confusion. Slowly she opened her eyes and tried to remember where she was, but the last thing she remembered was sitting on the scorched ground staring at what was left of her ranch, before someone put her on a horse. Where was she? As she glanced around her, her eyes fell on the painting of her and she recalled that the painting had hung in Matthew’s bedroom. What was she doing in his bedroom? Slowly she sat up. Her muscles ached from battling against the fire. She was hungry…no – starving and she was exhausted, parched. At that moment a clean and fresh looking Matthew came into the room fully dressed. “Good morning, you had me worried for a while.” He smiled gently at her. She glanced at him in confusion. “If you’re wondering, you slept all through what was left of yesterday. How do you feel?” He asked with gentle concern. “Exhausted….depressed…” She answered whe
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