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about to alert your sister now. You can look at the plans in
the morning.” He walked toward the bed, unbuttoning his shirt. “Get
comfortable, we’re going to have a slumber party.”
    Maddie’s eyes widened seeing Weston begin to disrobe. “Look,
this is unnecessary.”
    Shirt off. Oh, my goodness. Pants unzipped. Oh, Lord.
Madeline’s mouth began to water. His chest was much nicer than Rod’s, sculpted
with a light dusting of hair. She found herself hit with a strong urge to run
her fingers through the sexy fur and bite him on his amazing pectoral. By the
time he was down to his boxer briefs, Maddie’s mouth was dry and she feared
she’d developed a serious case of heart palpitations.
    “You aren’t going to sleep in your clothes, are you,
Maddie?”
    “Why are you doing this?”
    West chuckled. “You’re not going to rescind your invitation
for me to spend the night, are you?”
    “I thought you said no sex?”
    “We don’t know one another well enough to have sex…yet.” He
pulled the covers back. “But what we can do is talk and spoon.”
    Maddie had no defense for hot and charming. “I’m in.” She
wheeled around, flung open a drawer and snatched out a T-shirt. “Hold on. Do
you need to use the bathroom?”
    “Such a good hostess. You go first.”
    His flirtatious behavior was totally disconcerting. Maddie
wasn’t really sure what to do with him. But while she freshened up, brushed her
teeth, applied lipstick and shaved her legs, the realization suddenly hit
Madeline that he felt sorry for her. Her heart sank. She put the perfumed
lotion bottle down.
    “Did you drown?” West enquired at the door.
    “No.” She threw the door open and found him right in front
of her. Keeping her eyes above his belly-button took immense moral fortitude.
One glance earlier had revealed to her that Weston Rogers was very well endowed
indeed. “Be my guest.” She stepped aside while he entered her powder room.
“Sorry about all the girly stuff.”
    “No problem.” She heard him say as she also heard a stream
of something that wasn’t coming out of the faucet.
    “Oh, my.” She put her hands to her cheeks. “I am an old
maid, my family was correct. I’m blushing hearing a guy pee.”
    Maddie stood there, not really knowing what to do. She
really needed for him to stay, but she had to get her own traitorous emotions
under control. Oh well, might as well make the best of it. If West could see
the funny side of this situation, she could too. Should she get in the bed and
strike a seductive pose? Should she sit in the chair next to the window? Should
she…get out of the bathroom door would be a better idea.
    “Excuse me,” Weston said right behind her, causing her to
jump. “I like the T-shirt.” He tugged on the tail of it as he rounded by her.
“Come on, let’s lie down. I’m tired.”
    Maddie pulled on the bottom of the shirt, trying to make it
longer. It said Free Hugs, but she guessed he knew that by now, seeing as how
she’d Frenched him at the front door. “Weston, I don’t know what to say. I’m
more embarrassed than you could possibly know.” Making himself at home, he
pulled down the covers. All of a sudden inspiration struck her. She knew how
she could get those blueprints! “Hold on, I’ll be right back.” She turned and
left the room before he could protest.
    Heading down the hall, Maddie wasn’t surprised to find
Morgana on the couch filing her nails. “Honeymoon over?”
    At the moment, there was nothing Morgana could say that
would deter Maddie. She was on a quest. “We need libations.” Hopping so she
could reach the top of the refrigerator, she selected a bottle of wine. Then
she located a corkscrew, two glasses, paper towels, and a bag of cheese and
grapes she’d filched earlier from the kitchen.
    “I’m not surprised West needs a drink. You’ve heard that all
women look good at closing time? There’s a reason.”
    “Oh, can it, Morgana, you’re just jealous.”