“I need a shower.” He drops my hand and let’s me move into the bathroom. This is a good thing, I need to think. So far I have managed to resist him since Port-au-Prince although it has take an absolute iron will. Elliot Grey is a sex-magnet and if I had to live in bed with him I know I would never tire of the things he can do to my body. But am I ready to let my guard down on this? Can we do sex and not let it dominate our relationship? When I come out he isn’t there but he has thoughtfully laid out a night dress for me. I put it on and go searching, finally finding him emerging from an ensuite bathroom down the hall with a towel hung low around his hips. God he is so beautiful.

“Hey.” I lean on the door frame of what is obviously a guest bedroom and look at him. He continues walking around the room to the other side of the bed and it is then that I notice his stuff lying around the room. I frown and move over to the dresser. “You have moved yourself into this room?”

He walks over to me and takes my hand. “Kate, I want to spend the night holding you, I would do that every night for the rest of my life if you let me. But my willpower is breaking here. I don’t think I can go much longer and not make love to you. My reserves are getting a little low.”