Chapter 8Ben didn’t lie when he said he was keyed up, but the reason had more to do with his guest than the flight he’d completed. He watched the national and statewide news with only half his attention, trying to ignore Fran’s distracting presence. At least trying not to ogle her shamelessly, even though his traitorous gaze kept slipping in her direction.
No, her robe wasn’t like Bonnie’s at all. Its effect was totally different. The silky folds draped smoothly over her elegant lines and angles, not gaping over too much cleavage or flaunting a strip of creamy thigh. But awareness of Fran’s femininity stirred him to a degree he had never felt with Bonnie.
His former wife had been like a naughty little girl playing sexy while Fran was all woman, all the more alluring because of her reserv
