His to Keep (Beauty and the Brit) by Terri Austin

Author:Terri Austin [Austin, Terri]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-03-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Iain was a heavy sleeper, always had been. But that night, with his body curved around Brynn’s, his brain wouldn’t shut off. Not just his brain, his bloody conscience. Her hand entwined with his, she slept deeply, while he lay awake and felt like the dickhead she’d accused him of being.

Over dinner, Brynn had poked at her lasagna, keeping her eyes lowered for so long Iain had known something was on her mind.

“What is it, love?”

At last, she’d gazed up at him. “It’s not a big deal, and I don’t want you to feel obligated.”

“Now I’m intrigued.”

“My sister Allie has invited us to dinner. Sunday night. Just my sisters and their husbands.”

This was exactly what he’d wanted—to meet Trevor Blake, present him with the downtown expansion project, and let the chips fall where they may. Goal achieved. So why did Iain feel like goddamned Judas? The inner tug-of-war must have been visible on his face, because Brynn immediately began backpedaling.

“It’s not a big deal. We don’t have to go. I’ll tell them you had other plans.”

Iain forced his lips into a semblance of a smile. “No.” He set his beer on the counter. “I want to meet your family. Even the highborn wankers.”

“Really, Iain, it’s too soon. Not that I’m assuming you’ll ever want to meet them.”

He threaded his fingers into her hair. “What time?”

“Dinner’s at seven.”

“Then it’s a date.”

And now he lay here, unable to sleep, feeling like a sad arse and wishing he’d told Brynn everything from the beginning. Brynn accused him of treating people like pawns and that’s what he’d done to her. Iain was a manipulative, cunning bastard, but he wasn’t sorry that he’d forced his way into Brynn’s life. He couldn’t be, not with her here in his arms, smelling so sweet.

God, what a fucking mess. She could never find out.

As carefully as he could, Iain let go of Brynn’s hand, eased out of bed, and silently closed the door behind him. In an effort to get his mind off his bad behavior, he spent the next four hours in the office down the hall, working.

At six, he crept back into the bedroom. With dawn just breaking, the room was still dark and he could barely make her out. She lay on her side, hands tucked beneath her cheek. Like an angel. He woke her by kissing that spot below her ear.

Brynn rolled over, rubbing her eyes. “Hey. What time is it?”

“Six.” He continued kissing his way down her neck. When he drew the sheet lower to uncover her breasts, he bent down and latched on to one. As he laved his tongue around her nipple, Brynn moaned, fisting her hands into his hair.

“Yes,” she whispered. “This is much better than my alarm clock.”

Iain lifted his head to smile up at her. “I should think so. Put your hands behind your head.” He methodically worked his way down her body, his tongue flicking out, tasting her skin. He was gentle with her this morning, not as demanding but still in charge.

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