Chapter 29

“It’s getting better,” Chan said, sipping her hot chocolate and staring at him over the rim of her mug.

He was so good-looking. Dark hair, warm brown eyes, broody features, tall, well-built with toned muscles; he was every woman’s fantasy.

Sam was watching her, too. He couldn’t help but want to pull her into his arms and onto his lap. Then maybe kiss her until she was senseless.

Of course, the moment he’d seen her walking through the door and complaining about her pain, it both pleased and surprised him. No, that wasn’t it. The pleasure and surprise at seeing her was nothing compared to the excitement he felt the moment he’d seen her in her sleeping garments. Flimsy white tank top, short-short sleeping pants, and bedroom hair, she was exquisitely beautiful. The sight of her alone was an invitation, seducing him, making him weak with wonder. The woman was disarmingly alluring, and she didn’t even know she could bring men to their knees.

“That’s right,” Soriya said. “Sam said he’s here