Any Rogue Will Do by Bethany Bennett

Author:Bethany Bennett
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2020-09-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

After dinner, Lottie perused the shelves of his library, moving ever so slowly toward him, section by section. Geography. Poetry. Agriculture—a large section and a shared interest. That was an area she could have lingered in for a while, if her goal hadn’t been to eventually make her way to the fireside.

She could feel the weight of Ethan’s gaze from where he lounged in a chair by the fireplace. Since arriving at his home, he’d made no effort to hide how much time he spent watching her. Sometimes with a light of arousal in his eyes, sometimes curiosity, and sometimes simple enjoyment.

And he didn’t just watch. The man loved to touch. All day while they’d visited the brewery site, talked to workmen, and greeted Macdonell, he’d maintained contact. Whether a brush of a finger, holding her hand, or touching her where no one could see. As a result, her body had been simmering with awareness that could flare into desire at any moment.

“I dreamed of you in this chair once,” he said.

“Was it a good dream?”

“Started that way.”

The firelight illuminated his features, while the dimple in his cheek played with shadows. The dark evening beard gave him a devilish appearance, reminding her that Lucifer had been the most beautiful angel. That low simmer rose to a steady flame, and she couldn’t resist touching him.

Knowing she wanted more than kisses from him lent her a boldness she might not have had otherwise. Ethan’s eyes grew wide when she stepped between his knees and sank her fingers into his curls. His hands wrapped around her waist, and he held her gaze as he slid his palms down to her hips. If he waited for her protest, he’d find none forthcoming. For the moment, she was content to simply touch him. Seducing a man wasn’t something she had experience in, but one could assume that touching was a good start.

When her fingers wove through his hair, playing with the curls and gently tugging the strands in a strange kind of scalp massage, he closed his eyes and made a low happy sound. His silky wayward curls tickled her hand with warm flicks that still held on to his body heat. The fingers at her hips flexed, pulling her closer until she swayed farther into him.

“You need a haircut,” she mused.

Ethan shrugged. “My hair has a mind of its own no matter how long or short. The curls do what they want. Cal wanted his valet tae cut it, but his man scares me.”

She chuckled. “Scares a big guy like you?”

His hands smoothed up to her waist, then down to the bottom of her hip, fully traveling the curve of her bum. “Aye. He wants tae put a linen noose around my neck and make me wear coats that pinch my shoulders. If I wore a queue like Cal, I’d never have tae cut it.”

“I like it longer, but it could use a trim in some places. You’re bordering on unkempt.” Lottie wrapped another curl around her finger.

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