HER SECRET 30

‘Sierra, you have told me everything about what happened, about why you married Ben, haven’t you?’

‘What else do you want to know?’

Matt felt her holding her breath, tensing in his arms.

‘Whatever you want to tell me,’ he said, skating his fingers across her shoulder.

Sierra was sure Matt must be close to guessing the truth. But she couldn’t bring herself to confess now and ruin everything. She kept feeling time was running out for them as it was.

She buried her damp face in his chest. ‘No,’ she lied. ‘There’s nothing else.’

Matt suspected she was holding something back. Lord, but he wanted to trust her. He told himself his funny feelings stemmed from his own inability to trust anyone.

‘I’m glad we came out here,’ he said.

She rolled over on her back. ‘God, I love you.’

His hand grazed her bare breast. ‘I plan to spend the rest of the weekend erasing any doubts you might have as to how I feel about you. You might be begging to go home soon.’

Smiling through her tears, she slipped her