When Nathan Bolton returned to Brocade River, he found Lorraine Hughes' door open. She stood there, leaning against the doorframe in a nightgown, watching him.
The dark green velvet camisole she wore outlined her shapely figure, causing his blood to race!
"Aren't you cold?" Nathan said as he took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders, covering her bare skin, averting his eyes from this temptress.
"Out messing around?"
"Had some business." Nathan embraced Lorraine as they went inside. He bent down to fetch a pair of ladies' slippers and placed them by her feet, "Put them on."
Lorraine seemed a bit impatient and didn't move.
"Want me to help you put them on?"
Only then did Lorraine's small white feet slip into the slippers, "You still haven't answered my question?"
"Checking up on me? As a girlfriend?"
A hint of cunning flashed in Lorraine's eyes. She suddenly reached out and grabbed Nathan by the collar, pressing him against the hallway mirror!