"What the hell are you doing?" he demanded to know. Amilee was on her knees beside him, shoving a huge blanket from his couch against him. She met his gaze with those grey eyes of hers. "It's a barrier. Don't cross it." she demanded back. "Why in the world would I cross it?" He asked. She glared. He grinned... It all made sense. "You really think I want to sleep with you? Sober?"