Forever My Love: A Contenporary Romance (The Armstrongs Book 2) by Jessica Gray Page B

looked up at him with a raised brow, “Looking for an invitation?” When he didn’t answer, she waved him off, “I’ll be fine. I can manage to get into and out of the tub by myself.”
    Ryan watched her for another moment, trying to decipher the look of disappointment and hurt that had flashed in her eyes after her flippant question. Had she wanted me to stick around? What if I’m just misreading what I thought was desire in her eyes? That would be embarrassing. But there was chemistry between us. There is chemistry between us.
    He decided to stay on the safe side and backed out of the room, pulling the door shut behind him. He paused in the hallway, closing his eyes and striving to find his control. What he really wanted to do was go right back inside the bathroom and help her pull her clothes from her luscious body. But that wasn’t something he could do.
    Taking a deep breath, he headed back for the living area to await the arrival of their food and to find something to help take his mind off the fact that she was getting naked behind the bathroom door.

Chapter 9
     
    Kendra watched the bathroom door closed and then she slowly pulled her tight shirt off, letting it drop to the floor. She struggled to rolled her workout pants down her legs, leaning against the vanity so she could pull her pants off her good leg. Getting undressed wasn’t as easy as it had seemed and she was out of breath by the time she finished. She silently cursed Ryan for his idea. Her whole body was aching and dropping into bed without even undressing suddenly seemed like a good idea.
    When she unwrapped the ace bandage from around her ankle, she frowned at the slight bruising just beneath her ankle bone on the outside of her foot. That would become green and blue by tomorrow. She slowly tried to rotate the joint as the doctor had suggested, but even the slightest amount of movement was painful.
    After she'd finally made it into the bathtub, she settled back against the porcelain of the tub and sighed in relief. Ryan had been right. I needed this. Her horribly tight and sore muscles relaxed in the hot water. Ahh! That was good. Sixty miles had been a bit too much. And what had it helped? Ryan wasn't only in her mind, but also in her living room!
    She opened her eyes and slowly lowered herself down in the water another inch in the hope the hot water would also ease her mental pain. She was still very angry at the situation between herself and Ryan. But she was also just as horny. Having him carrying her around the last several hours had jump started her libido and try as she might, she couldn’t ignore the way he made her feel.
    While the water worked wonders on her sore muscles and ankle, it only served to make the fire burning deep inside her more intense. She could hear him moving around in the kitchen, then clicking sounds of opening cupboards and finally plates and utensils placed on the table. He's setting the table for us. He's so sweet. No he's not! He'll dump you again!
    She closed her eyes and her mind immediately brought an image of Ryan into view. He’s so incredibly hot! He kept himself in shape, she’d been able to see that when they met in his workshop. But she hadn’t realized how strong he was. Or how nice being held his arms had felt! And his was tall. At least four inches taller than she was. She liked that. For the first time in a long while, she didn’t have to worry about towering over him. I'm a sucker for tall and strong men. And for him!
    And then there was his smile. That gorgeous smile that had drawn her to him ten years ago like a moth to a flame. That smile was to blame for her falling in love with him. And he still had it, which worried her. She could already feel her resistance towards him evaporating.
    Her thoughts drifted until she heard the doorbell ring and Ryan’s footsteps across the wooden floor as he went to open it. A few words she couldn’t quite understand were exchanged, and then she heard the