An Impossible Choice (All Things Possible Book 1) by Kate Rolin

Author:Kate Rolin [Rolin, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-12-24T18:00:00+00:00

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Damon paced in the lodging’s small parlor, as much as he could anyway, waiting as Argel readied for that evening’s outing. He’d returned home earlier that afternoon, readying himself before Argel came up from the office. He hadn’t seen her since the fiasco that was that morning.

He ran a frustrated hand through his raven hair, throwing his locks askew. Oh, what a morning it had been! It had taken him a good hour of wandering aimlessly about London before he was able to call on a client—any client—so worked up was he over what Argel had done.

Nothing intentional, he knew. She didn’t know that every stretch of her arm and arch of her back as she reached for another stack of paper was pure torture before his very eyes.

Yet, he’d tried to keep his attention down on the work in front of him. He could get through the day like that. He would enjoy her company—if he didn’t look at her.

And then, she had asked about that wretched play and the Gages and he’d given in—he’d looked up. All he had seen before him was a shapely backside presenting itself as she bent to retrieve things off the floor. That was the end of his self-control.

Was there to be no mercy?

He’d fled the room as quickly as Joseph from Potiphar’s wife—though in this instance it was his own wife he fled from.

Perhaps that’s what made this so much more excruciating—he could…if he wanted. And he did, oh, how he did want. But he’d promised, given his word.

And, so, he’d left.

Damon huffed, forcefully tugging on his gray coat sleeves. “Of all the—” He began muttering unintelligibly as he made another turn in front of the glowing fireplace. At this pace, he’d have to buy a new parlor rug before the week was out.

“They say talking to yourself is a rather poor habit. Should I be concerned?”

The soft voice held a hint of laughter and he turned to see Argel standing in the doorway, no less tempting in a dark green silk. If she’d felt hurt by his abrupt departure that morning, she didn’t show it. She stood with her head held high, an arched brow, and a dimpled grin.

He would not survive the evening.

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