Effington 11 - Let It Be Love by Victoria Alexander

Author:Victoria Alexander
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Fiction, Regency, Historical, Nobility, Love Stories
ISBN: 9780786285426
Publisher: Avon
Published: 2005-10-24T23:00:00+00:00

Nine

Later that afternoon, the heat in the library had risen considerably…

"A title," Jonathon said abruptly.

"What?" Fiona jerked her head up from her writing and stared. Her eyes were wide and she appeared very much as though she was just as effected by their writing as he was. Good.

Under other circumstances, Jonathon would never stop when a story was going well. But Summer was currently waging a heated battle to possess September and it was all he could do to keep his concentration on the simmering passions on the page and not the continued, if unacknowledged, simmering in the library.

"We need a title," he said, a vague note of relief sounding in his voice. Anything to get away from consideration of Summer's covetous gaze, and indeed covetous was most appropriate, upon the long, luscious limbs of September. Which only led Jonathon to speculate on the length of Fiona's limbs, just how luscious they might be and the delight to be found as they wrapped around…He blew a long breath. "We have not decided upon a title."

"A title." Fiona leaned back in her chair.

"We need to call it something other than"— he smiled— "Fiona's Book."

She raised a brow. "You've been calling it Fiona's Book?"

"It seemed appropriate. It is your fate in the balance."

A smile curved the corners of her lips. "That's really rather nice."

"I am a nice man." He shrugged as if the pleasure she took in his naming the book for her was of little consequence and was surprised to note her delight did indeed matter. A great deal. "Besides, it's a beautiful name. It means 'fair,' I believe, and it suits you."

"Does it? Fair as in somewhat average?" She frowned in a mock-serious manner. "Or fair as in extremely pale?"

"Fair as in…fair." He huffed in exasperation.

The woman could be most annoying, and she well knew it. An ordinary woman would be swooning at his feet at such a compliment. Of course, an ordinary woman wouldn't make him feel as inept as a schoolboy. And for whatever reason, Fiona made him feel precisely that. It was obviously due at least in part to their work. What healthy man wouldn't be affected by spending his every waking minute thinking of erotic phrases to accompany drawings in which the subjects, regardless of what anyone said, could well be de scribed as cavorting, and doing so in the company of a woman who was beautiful and amusing and intelligent? A woman who was, God help him, willing to be his friend, even his wife, but nothing somewhere in between.

It was enough to drive a man mad.

He leaned over the table and shuffled through the pages they'd written, all the while trying not to notice how near he was to her. Why, with scarcely any effort at all he could lean closer and brush his lips across hers.

And probably get his face soundly smacked for it. All that there-shall-be-no-kissing nonsense. He grudgingly admitted it made sense. Who knew where a kiss might lead? And one kiss with Fiona would not be nearly enough.

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