Enticed by His Forgotten Lover by Maya Banks Page B

owned his own business, not to mention had a partnership with three of his friends. His work took a lot of time. Time he wouldn’t have if he had to worry about being home every night for dinner.
    He liked being able to jet off at a moment’s notice. He looked forward to business meetings—considered them a challenge. While he didn’t have a lot of downtime, he did enjoy taking it at his leisure. He met Ryan, Devon and Cam at least once a year for golf, lots of alcohol and other pursuits only available to men who were not otherwise involved in a relationship.
    Simply put, he’d never met a woman who made him want to give up all that. He damn sure couldn’t imagine meeting her and giving up his life in a matter of four weeks. That kind of decision would have to be made over the course of years. Maybe never.
    But on the other hand.
    There was always a but.
    As he stared down at the woman curled trustingly in his arms, something pulled at him. Some desire he hadn’t ever acknowledged, one that would normally have horrified him— should horrify him.
    He found himself wishing he could remember all the things she’d described to him, because all of a sudden, they sounded appealing.
    And if that didn’t scare the hell out of him, he wasn’t sure what would.

Seven
    “R afael! Rafael! Wake up! Hurry!”
    Rafael came awake with a start, his arms flying out as he pushed himself up from his bed. Bryony stood at his bedside, fully dressed, hopping around like her feet were on fire.
    He threw his feet over the side and leaned forward. “What is it? Is it the baby? Are you hurt?”
    She frowned a moment, shook her head and then grinned like a maniac. He rubbed his eyes and ran his hand through his hair.
    “Then what the hell are you shouting about?” He glanced over at his bedside clock. “For God’s sake, it’s early!”
    “It’s snowing!”
    She grabbed at his hand and started to pull. The covers fell away from his hips and they both went still. Her gaze dropped about the time his did and it was then he remembered he hadn’t worn anything to bed, and worse, his penis was making its presence known in a not very subtle way.
    He yanked the covers back over him as she stepped hastily back, pulling her sweater around her like a protective barrier. Hell, it wasn’t as if he was bursting into her room trying to maul her.
    “Sorry,” she said. “I’ll just go down by myself.”
    She turned and he scrambled out of bed, pulling the sheet with him.
    “Wait a minute,” he ordered. “What are you doing? Where are you going?”
    Her eyes came alive again, brimming with excitement. The sparkle was infectious.
    “Outside, of course! It’s snowing!”
    He glanced toward his window but he was too bleary-eyed to make sense of the weather. “Haven’t you ever seen snow before?”
    She shook her head.
    “Are you serious?”
    She nodded this time. “I live on an island off the Texas coast. We don’t exactly get snow there, you know.”
    “But you’ve been off the island. Haven’t you ever been anywhere it snowed before?”
    She shrugged. “I don’t leave much. Mamaw needs me. I go to Galveston to do our shopping, but I do a lot of it online.”
    He saw her cast sidelong glances at the window as if she were afraid the snow would disappear at any moment. Then he sighed. “Give me five minutes to get dressed and I’ll go down with you.”
    Her smile lit up the entire room and he was left with the feeling that someone had just punched him in the stomach. She nearly danced from his bedroom and shut the door behind her.
    Slowly he dropped the sheet to the floor and stared down at his groin. “Traitor,” he muttered.
    He went into the bathroom, splashed water on his face and surveyed his unshaven jaw with a grimace. He never left his apartment without looking his best. There wasn’t time for even a shower. The lunatic was probably already outside dancing in the snow.
    He brushed his teeth and then went to his closet to