Chapter 23

When Trisha said she wasn't going to sleep with him, she'd meant it. Sleep or anything else, Nick was on his third night in her guest room. Not that it wasn't accommodating, but he really wanted to be somewhere else.

He wondered what it was about Trisha that made her different, made it possible for him to feel pleasure without pain or had his senses coming back. He should bolt with every tentative stare between, yet she kissed with passion and fire. She didn't resist him, but she resisted the implication of him, of a relationship.

He should be grateful.

She joked with Chuck, respected Eduardo, trusted Brad, loved Nancy. But with him, she kept him a stone's throw away as if wary ofwhat?

Nick liked a good challenge, always had, but this battle was not likely to be won. Because even if Trisha did give in to this chemistry between them, nothing could come of it. He was broken.