An Autumn Kind of Love

~Excerpt~ James slid into his bed and let out a groan of pleasure at the feel of the cool, clean sheets. A yelp next to his ear shattered the dark quiet of the room. What the- He jumped straight up and yelled back. What was it? An animal? An intruder? "What are you doing in my bed?" a hoarse, feminine voice demanded. Lillian. Relief was followed by irritation, and he reached to turn on the bedside lamp. Light flooded the room, and he stared into her big, blue eyes. Her chest was…what was the right word? Heaving. He quickly averted his eyes from her breasts. "I think I should be asking that question." "This is your bed?" "Yes, this is my bed." She blinked at him with not a trace of apology in her eyes. "I had no idea it was your bed. I thought this was the guest room." "The guest room is down the hall to your left." "Oh. The very blue room." "One of my sons redecorated it." He drew away from her. "Sorry. I made a mistake. It isn't like I snuck into your bed to assault you or anything." His eyes widened. "I-I couldn't imagine such a thing. Well, I could, but…but…" "You seem upset. I apologize for upsetting you." Her calm voice flustered him even more. "I'm not upset. I'm surprised at finding a strange woman in my bed." "I didn't know it was your bed." "Yeah, that was what you said." She slid out of the bed and stood beside it, shivering in the air-conditioning. She wore a big, wrinkled, white T-shirt. Her blonde hair was mussed in a sexy way, and he'd never seen her without makeup before. Her flawless skin didn't need it. He'd forgotten how beautiful she was. He also noticed the outline of brightly colored panties, fuchsia maybe, and hard nipples through the soft white cotton. God help him. He stood on the other side of the bed and grabbed a pillow to cover his midsection. "Do you need me to show you the way to the guest bedroom?" "I think I can manage it."