When the Devil Drives

to you last night, don't you think your body might have known aboutit this morning?'Her flush deepened. 'I—suppose so,' she admitted sullenly.'And I'm bloody sure of it,' he said grimly.'Yet that's what you brought me here for.''I invited you for dinner, which you ate, and breakfast, which is on itsway up—the Continental variety. I don't like heavy meals at the startof the day.''But you let me think...''The worst,' he supplied affably. 'Of course I did, Joanna. I enjoyedhaving you on the hook. Seeing that celebrated cool of yours meltround the edges. And all for nothing. I never had any intention oftouching you last night.'She said unevenly, 'You utter bastard!''Don't call me names, beauty,' he said gently, 'or I might think of oneor two for you.''You can think up a whole dictionary, as far as I'm concerned,' shesaid curtly. 'I'm leaving here now, and you can find someone else totorment with your sick games.''You're going nowhere,' he said. 'Except into the next room, while Idress, to wait nicely for your breakfast like a good girl.''Don't treat me like a child!''Then stop behaving like one. You know as well as I do that walkingout of here isn't part of the deal at all.'