"Have a pleasant night, darling," Audrey said, before leaving the room.

Samantha flinched at the soft click of the door.

He arched one black brow as he looked at her, mischief sparkling in the dark depths of his eyes. "You seem a little

tense, sweetheart."

"It comes from having a rogue turned loose in my bedroom."

Donovan rested his shoulder against a carved mahogany post at the foot of her bed. "Now, is that any way to talk about your husband?"

"You aren't my husband." Samantha gripped the lapels of her dressing gown together, her fingers sinking into the sapphire blue satin. "And if you think for one moment I...