He's No Prince Charming (Ever After) by Elle Daniels

Author:Elle Daniels [Daniels, Elle]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2014-10-28T00:00:00+00:00

The early rays of morning streamed in the small window. The wooden room didn’t have much to recommend it in daylight. The walls were a simple whitewash on the top half, darkly stained on the bottom. The colors blended with the creaky floors below.

The beds were terrible as well, only straw with a spattering of feathers. If she had been anything like Annabel, she would have pitched a fit and refused to stay. She had always been the most pragmatic of the pair. Since they were young girls, she had been the anchor Annabel needed and Annabel had been her source of fun with her flare for dramatics and her nose for mischief. What she would not give to have her here now.

Danni waited impatiently, seated on the edge of the equally creaky bed, drawing her legs to her chest. She was clad in a cleaned and pressed dress. Her aged boots were polished and on her feet. Her hair had been combed and braided nearly an hour ago. Her breakfast tray in the corner lay emptied. Ready to leave, but not wishing to go.

Sleep had not come easy, nor had it been restful. Every time her eyes drifted closed, the sight of Marcus’s naked body appeared in her mind, the pink-white scars slashed deeply across his skin. Standing proudly, he dared her to be something other than a simpering London miss, to accept him as he was, without pity or scorn.

Color stained her cheeks as she thought about the incident in his room. She’d been so worried about the scout, it had never occurred to her to knock. She’d seen…well, everything. She wasn’t completely clueless when it came to the male body. Her mother had told her more than most and Annabel answered any questions she had.

She’d thought Marcus a large man, but seeing his nude body overwhelmed her. He towered above her, the essence of masculinity, nothing more than sinew and muscle. She’d been fascinated by the way his body rippled and flexed as he’d moved. Inundated with the full force of him, she didn’t at first notice the latticework of scars covering his flesh.

He’d known the instant she’d seen them. He’d straightened, his face turned cold and militant, daring her to turn away or squirm with disgust. She could understand why he expected such a reaction. She had no problem imagining others of her social class doing exactly that, but it hurt he thought so little of her. And it angered her. She’d known him for only a short period of time, but Danni knew there was much more to him than his appearance. Didn’t he know by now she would not be repulsed by him?

He wasn’t evil or unkind. Despite the fact that they were engaging in crimes that required a cold heart, she knew he did not have one. His angry and defensive exterior was a hard shell, but brittle and easily cracked. She knew under it lay crushing pain and distrust. Now she knew why.

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