Stroke of Luck

His eyelids were barely open, so she could only catch a glimpse of his teal-blue eyes.

“Bathroom,” she whispered. “Trying not to wake you and Quinn.”

“Okay.” But he pulled her closer. “Don’t be gone long.”

Then he rolled her over his body and set her on the edge of the bed. The feel of his hard muscles and warm skin pressed against her as he’d spun her over left her breathless. She scooted to her feet and headed to the bathroom, her heart pounding. When she returned to the bedroom, she didn’t feel like going back to sleep, so she glanced around for her clothes. She couldn’t see her dress or bra anywhere. Nor could she find one of the men’s discarded shirts to put on, and she didn’t want to walk around naked.

She looked in the closet and found a white velour robe supplied by the hotel. She pulled it on. It was miles too big for her, but it would have to do. She tied the sash around her waist and wandered into the living room, hoping to find the clothes in a heap out there somewhere.

No luck.

“I thought you were coming back to bed.”

She glanced up to see Austin standing a few yards away, naked and sleepy-looking. And oh, so sexy.

“I didn’t want to go back to sleep, and now I can’t find my dress.” She peered behind the couch.

“Well, there are other things we can do in bed besides sleep,” he suggested.

She glanced at him with a grin. “Are you saying I didn’t do enough to satisfy you last night?”

His lips turned up as he walked toward her.

“Oh, sweetheart, you did more than satisfy me.” He pulled her into a kiss. When he drew back, he gazed down at her. “I just can’t get enough of you.”

“What are you two doing up?” Quinn asked from the bedroom doorway.

“It seems I’ve woken the whole household,” April said. “Sorry, Quinn.”

“Not a problem.” He walked to the couch and sat down. “I’ll order some breakfast.”

Austin took her hand and led her to the couch as Quinn dialed the phone. She sat down between Quinn and Austin. Quinn ordered a breakfast platter for three and coffee.

“She’s looking for her dress,” Austin mentioned as Quinn hung up the phone.

“Yeah, I sent it out with the other clothes to be cleaned.”

“But that’s the only dress I have to wear,” April protested.

“That’s why I did it. Now you’ll have something clean to put on, even if it is the same dress.” Quinn grinned. “You’re welcome.”

“What she really needs is to buy some new clothes,” Austin said. “April, I know you don’t have any money, but we can arrange for you to charge them to the room.”

“I already told her that, but she refused.”

Austin turned to her. “Sweetheart, we’re happy to give you the money. But if you won’t accept it, we can consider it a loan. You can pay us back whenever you can.”

She glanced from Austin to Quinn. She didn’t want to be in any more debt to Quinn, but she knew she was being stubborn. What Quinn had said yesterday was true. It didn’t make sense to keep wearing the same dress for a month. And she missed wearing panties.

“When will the clothes be back?” she asked. “I don’t relish wearing this oversize robe for long.”

Quinn smiled. “I think you look adorable in it. But they’ll probably bring up your dress with breakfast. I told them to rush it.”

“Good. Thank you.”

“And then after breakfast, you’ll go out shopping?” Austin persisted.

She hesitated.