Wanted by Her Lost Love

himself—and her—that he’d put everything behindhim.And if he was willing to do that, then he saw noreason she shouldn’t be willing to let the past rest aswell.“How about breakfast in bed?” he asked.“Mmm, that sounds nice. I don’t think I can moveand I’m suddenly feeling lazy.”He smiled because he couldn’t imagine anythingbetter than the two of them sharing an intimate mealin bed. Hell, if he had his way they wouldn’t leave thebedroom for the rest of the day.“Let me go order room service. You stay here andget comfortable. I’ll be right back.”He kissed her nose and then carefullydisentangled himself from the warm clasp of herbody. He eased her onto her side, pulled therumpled sheet over her and rolled toward thenightstand, sitting up and putting his legs over theedge of the bed.He glanced back to see that she’d immediatelycommandeered his pillow, which made him chuckle,because it was exactly what she’d done in the past.He picked up the phone, ordered breakfast for