Annabelle's Courtship by Lucy Monroe

Author:Lucy Monroe [Monroe, Lucy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Erotic, Adult
ISBN: 9781599987743
Google: KwpUG-At0sAC
Amazon: 1599987740
Barnesnoble: 1599987740
Goodreads: 4138119
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Published: 2007-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Annabelle’s Courtship

“You expect me to let you to do what you like, even pursue a clandestine relationship with another man. ’Twill not work.”

Appalled that he could believe such a thing, she said, “I am not having a relationship with Mr. Thorn. How could you believe that after what we just shared?”

His eyes lit with interest. “If you are no having a relationship with him, then why are you keeping his secrets?”

How could he have gotten everything so muddled? “I’m not keeping his confidences.

I’m keeping Diana’s.”

Gasping, she put her hand over her mouth. She had said far too much. From the look of satisfaction on Ian’s face, he was not surprised. “You tricked me.”

He shrugged at her accusation.

“Ian, this is unacceptable. You cannot go about tricking me into telling you things.”

He reached down and grasped her hand. He opened her fist one finger at a time.

Pulling the ring from the palm of her hand, he slid it back on her finger. “Dinna take it off again.”

“I cannot promise to agree with you on everything.”

“I dinna ask you to. But you will keep your pledge to marry me.”

“I won’t be a bond-slave.”

“I dinna want a bond-slave. I want a wife.”

“You will not dictate my every move.”

“There isna a man alive that could.”

She could not help smiling. He sounded so resigned.

“Very well.”

“Are ye sure, lass?”

She looked into his eyes. The uncertainty she saw there settled her heart. Ian might not realize it, but he needed her. That was a fair step toward love, she hoped.

“Aye, I’m sure,” she said copying his brogue.

He leaned down and placed a quick, possessive kiss on her lips. Taking her arm, he pulled her toward the chairs near the fire where he sat and pulled her into his lap. She adjusted to the strange sensation of sitting so intimately with a man.

“Now, tell me about Thorn.”

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