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bed.” She held the toast carefully, looking at the crisp white bed linen, trying not to think of how much it may have cost, and at the same time trying not to drip butter onto it.
    “That’s okay, it’s not my bed. You’re in one of my spare rooms. I’ll ask Tricia to change the sheets later, so dig in,” he encouraged, smiling broadly at her.
    Caroline was mortified, her jaw dropped.
    “God, your wife knows I’m here? She must be a very understanding lady.”
    He laughed out loud at the stricken look on her face.
    “No, don’t worry, you’re not about to have your eyes scratched out by a jealous spouse. Tricia’s my cleaning come house-keeping lady. She made the toast incidentally; I’m completely useless in a kitchen. No, there’s no wife, or even a girlfriend at the moment. I couldn’t stand anyone around me all the time. I’m far too busy building a decent future.”
    Caroline frowned slightly as she remembered who he really was and what he was doing, even inadvertently, to her.
    “Yes, of course. T oo busy having small businesses thrown out of their premises and ruining them in the process. I’d forgotten about that for a moment.” She was suddenly fierce and her green eyes narrowe d alarmingly at him.
    Adam sat back, shocked at her sudden animosity.
    “Now hang on just a moment. It’s nothing personal.” His voice was hard and a muscle twitched under his solid jaw. “I’m creating something great here. It will be a fantastic development, hundreds of jobs will be made in the long run and you could still have your shop there anyway.” He defended himself, his forehead creased in frustration at her.
    Caroline glared up at him, wishing she didn’t feel so small and insignificant.
    “And what do I do in the months until its ready? Sit and twiddle my thumbs?” She was furious now and carried on without waiting for an answer. “And my staff… What do they do? What about their jobs? Aren’t they important too?” Caroline put the toast and mug down firmly on the tray. “Just because I have a small business, you think you can walk all over it and me. Well, you can think again. I’m leaving.” She swung her slim, bare legs out of the bed and stood up swiftly, preparing to fetch her dress but the sudden movement had her swaying violently.
    Adam leapt up and grabbed her before she collapsed on the floor.
    His muscles tightened on her body as she fe ll limply into his hard chest. Her head spun dizzily as she breathed in his scent and his heat soaked into her skin. He didn’t let go as she pulled in great steadying breaths of air. He kept her encircled by his embrace as he brushed his hand down her long hair, pulling on it very gently until she looked up at him. His dark eyes burned into her light ones. It was not an unpleasant sensation to gaze into the magnetic grey and she didn’t struggle against it.
    “Stop this.” His voice was gentle and the frown was gone, leaving his forehead unlined. “You’re not ready to leave yet. The drugs are still in your system. They’re going to make you feel pretty unsteady for a while. Wait until you’ve recovered properly; you can shout at me later and then I’ll take you home.” His tone was full of concern as he tried to read her expression.
    She gradually relaxed in his iron arms as the spinning faded and his velvet voice filled her ears but she felt overwhelmed by him, the whole situation. Completely out of control, she began sobbing hopelessly into his t-shirt. 
    She could hear his deep steady breathing as his muscles tensed around her body, holding her quite still while she wept into his hard chest. He brus hed her thick locks down her back with a warm hand, his fingers twisting through the silky mass, almost massaging her, until her crying stopped.
    He scooped her up easily into his arms, lifted her gently, and put her back into the bed. He leaned over her, arms braced cage -like, either side of her body, not giving her the room to try and