CHAPTER SEVEN
“YOU HEARD ME.” JONATHAN grabbed Rena in the garden, causing the strap of her linen dress to slip from her shoulder. “I wanted you last night.”
“I was tired.” Loose, yellow ringlets fell from the banana clip that bound her hair. “I’ve had a lot on my mind.”
“This is about Deidra, isn’t it? You miss her? I miss her too.”
“It’s not that.” She lowered her head, her soft, voluptuous body deflating under his touch.
“You’ve been avoiding me.”
“You have a house full of women who fight to lie with you every moment of the day—”
“I want you.” He got in her face, breathing hard. “I miss your body and how soft you are.” His gaze massaged her plump breasts and luscious hips. “Tell me what’s wrong. Let’s have it out.”
She closed her chestnut brown eyes. “It’s not that easy.”
“Mak
