Chapter 28

It had taken every bit of Zane's restraint not to go back, find Jason, and smack his face to pieces. And he hadn't even heard the whole story yet. He drove one-handed, holding onto her hand with one of his. After he parked he all but carried her into the cottage, tossed their packages into the bedroom and had her lie down while he removed the little dildo. He'd keep that for a better time, when his girl hadn't had the life scared out of her.

He wanted her to put on her nightgown and get into bed but she shook her head.

"It's two o'clock in the afternoon, Sir. Please don't make me get into bed. I want to sit on the porch with you."

Zane nodded, but he made her put on her short robe so he could get his hands on her. He knew just how to ease the tension gripping her body. He also poured two glasses of wine and set them out there before he led Dara to the lounge chair on the porch and sat her in his lap. He made sure she'd taken at least two sips of the wine before he settled her in his