Perhaps he was right. Perhaps she needed rest. There was a weariness invading her. So much stimulation in one day, if it weren't for the raging s****l need still present, she thought she could set her head to the pillow and sleep sound as a babe all night. Still, the fact that Lucien had chosen not come to bed with her annoyed her. She couldn't imagine why he'd made such efforts to stimulate her all evening long, if he didn't want her aroused for him. She wished she had the courage to ask why when he refused her, but since she'd not, it would remain another bizarre mystery with no explanation, at least not one she'd have until morning.
Removing the cranberry dress, Dana tossed it to a chair by the night-stand and climbed inside the bounty of covers that made the bed. It had been months si
