CHAPTER 29

　　Eventually the noise of the shower stopped and moments later Casper strolled back into the bedroom. He'd pulled on a black robe and his hair was still damp from the shower.

　　Without looking at her, he walked into what she presumed was a dressing room and emerged wearing a pair of trousers, a fresh shirt in his hand.

　　"Aren't you coming back to bed? Did I say something?" Feeling intensely vulnerable, Holly sat up in the bed and twisted the ends of her hair with nervous fingers. "One minute we were lying there having a cuddle and the next you sprang out of bed and stalked off. I feel as though you're upset, but I don't know why."

　　"Go to sleep." He shrugged his shoulders into the shirt and fastened the buttons with strong, sure fingers. Those same fingers that had driven her wild.