A Scandalous Liaison by Elizabeth Rolls

Author:Elizabeth Rolls
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2010-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

‘I’m sorry,’ he said. “Come. I’ll take you home.”

They walked. He suggested a hackney, but she refused. Part of him exulted secretly, because she would be with him that little bit longer. Nor had she pulled away, but stayed close, nestled against him. And part of him burned with shame that she considered him, of all men, a refuge, when all he wanted was to take her back to his own lodgings and make love to her. While he was supposed to be courting Miss Angaston.

What was he to do if Lionel had not returned? Was she safer with him or without him?

Joy had drained from the evening, leaving a sour taste, and when they reached Little Frenchman’s Yard mist slithered from the dark passage to coil about their feet. Involuntarily, Evelyn’s arm tightened around her.

“Is something wrong?” she asked.

“No.” But he held her closer, as if the pale streamers could slide between them and steal her away. He stepped into the shadows with her, savagely aware of the softness of her body against his, the weight of her head on his shoulder, her sweet fragrance all about him. His body had hardened, blood beating in a heavy, urgent rhythm.

She stopped. Turned to him, her face a pale blur in the enveloping darkness…

She deserves better. You hurt her once. You swore you wouldn’t do it again!

“We shouldn’t stop here,” Evelyn said. Not just because he didn’t think he could withstand much more, but because the darkness was alive, might swallow her…take her away again.

She might be safer if it did…

Her hands were spread against his chest and, helplessly, one of his came up to cover them, press them against his heart. And she leaned into him, stretching up, and her mouth was close. Too close, so that her soft breath sighed over his lips. With a groan of despair he bent his head and surrendered.

She kissed him. All soft, warm lips. Hesitant. Shy, yet eager as he returned her kisses, fighting for control of the storm surge that rode him. He fought to feather gentle kisses over her mouth, fought the urge to ravish as her lips parted and she invited him in. He gave her what she asked for, feeling her tremble as he licked into the honeyed warmth. Her tongue met his in a wondering, perilous dance as he gathered her against him, brutally aware of his aching length pressed into her belly…of her sweet, spicy fragrance, warm with her arousal. His mind reeled as her hips moved against him. Tempting. Inviting.

He broke the kiss and drew back from her, feeling as though he had been ripped apart. Breathing hard, he shook his head to clear it.

“I’ll—” His voice was hoarse. Dragging in a breath, he tried again. “I’ll see you to the door.”

God help him if Lionel hadn’t returned. Evelyn wasn’t sure he’d have the strength to stop if she kissed him again.

Trembling fingers traced his lips. He jerked away and her hand fell.

“No more,” he said, more harshly than he intended.

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