Harlequin Desire November 2019--Box Set 1 of 2 by Maisey Yates

Author:Maisey Yates
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2019-10-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

Isabel had no idea what to expect when she got out of the car in front of Jeremy’s brownstone. Overhead, the early-afternoon sky had darkened with clouds and big, fat flakes were falling steadily. Ahead, an ornate wrought iron gate awaited, with a long flight of stairs up to a beautiful arched wood door. It was straight out of a movie, but Isabel couldn’t help but notice that Jeremy’s neighbors all had Christmas wreaths or holiday garland adorning their facade. Not Jeremy. Not the guy who couldn’t be bothered to give a cat a proper name. Which was just fine with Isabel. It wasn’t like she was doing much better with celebrating the holiday.

She rang the bell and waited for Jeremy to answer. When he unlatched the lock and opened the door, she was presented with an image she admired a little too much—Jeremy with his salt-and-pepper temples wearing a black sweater and dark jeans. “You weren’t kidding about the suitcase.” He gestured with a nod.

“I never joke about imposing on someone for a night or two. Are you sure this is okay? Are you sure you have enough room?”

Jeremy rolled his eyes and reached for her bag. “I wouldn’t extend the invitation if I didn’t have the space. I’ve put up plenty of clients at the house.”

“But never opposing counsel, I’m guessing.” Isabel followed him inside, where a square of beautifully restored ebony penny-tile floor marked the landing. From this first peek, his home was a showplace, every detail exceptional. Above, the ceiling soared with graceful moldings, lit up by vintage fixtures of seeded glass and rich bronze. To her left, a staircase with neat white treads and a scrolled black railing led to the floor above, then doubled back, climbing to yet another level. Ahead, a glossy dark wood floor stretched the full length of the house, past what appeared to be living room and kitchen, ending when it reached tall leaded windows through which she saw only snow-dusted trees. Taking this all in felt like more than a view of Jeremy’s residence. It felt like a look into his soul. For the man who seemed to bristle at any personal burden, keeping this home had to be, on some level, a labor of love.

He closed the door behind her, set down her bag and came up beside her, giving her a whiff of his irresistible smell. It was like the finest bourbon, rich and warm without any trace of booziness. “Actually, you’d be wrong about that. I did a negotiation here when another lawyer had a long layover at JFK. His flight got canceled and he ended up spending the night.”

Isabel felt a little better about the propriety of this now. Although given her history with Jeremy, their situation wasn’t exactly the same. “I see.”

“No need to be jealous,” Jeremy said. “He wasn’t anywhere near as cute as you.”

Isabel blushed and smiled, but then a spark in his eye caught her gaze and she was immobilized by the zap of electricity only Jeremy could deliver.

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