Chapter 23

Lydia hadn't brought anything to sleep in, so after she used the facilities, all she did was step out of her dress, hang it from a hook on the back of the door, and finish brushing out her hair. Then wearing nothing but a lace thong and matching push-up bra, she walked back into the bedroom to Galen.

He'd gotten undressed too and she licked her lips at the sight of him reclining against a mound of velvet-covered pillows in nothing but a pair of black silk boxers. As she approached the bed, he lifted two glasses of ruby-red wine from the nightstand and gave a low whistle.

"You look amazing."

She felt the blush all the way from her face down to the top of her belly.

The bed was high. She had to use her hands to climb up into it. She settled herself next to Galen against the pile of pillows. He'd pulled back the covers and the sheets were silky-smooth cotton in navy, crisp and cool against the warmth of her skin. Galen handed her a glass, then raised his own.

"Once again, to the most