She huffed in response, He bit back a chuckle. "Are you going to put out the

lamps, or do you want me to do it?"

She glanced over her shoulder. "You stay right where you are."

"My pleasure."

She stalked to the electric scones along the walls and with quick, efficient motions extinguished the candles, then

marched to the table lamp perched on a small mahogany table beside the bed. As the light vanished, the moonlight took command, silvery columns spilling into the room through the windows.

She stood for an instant beside the bed, looking down at him, as though the sight of a man in her bed was...