Hundreds of Years To Reform a Rake by Laurie Brown

Hundreds of Years To Reform a Rake by Laurie Brown

Author:Laurie Brown [Brown, Laurie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-06-30T10:23:13+00:00


Lust was controllable and would prove his salvation. She had played with his passion for long enough. In his experience a display of unrestrained ardor would result in a young miss scurrying for the protection of her chaperone. She would have to leave him because he knew he had not the strength to send her away, even to save himself.

He tightened his embrace and kissed her with the fierce need burning his soul.

But Josie was not the usual Regency miss. She responded with equal ardor, kissing him back, pulling him closer still. Flame meeting fire. She folded her arms around his neck and moaned into his mouth. He slid his hand lower and cupped her derriere. She ground her hips against his rock hard erection.

Breathless, he lifted his head. They could not make love in the middle of the gallery. He looked around and forced his brain to function. Where was the nearest place of privacy?

A new vision wormed its way into his head. Josie with a babe at her breast. The instantaneous surge of pride was the scariest thing he had ever experienced, including his first duel. His body, however, responded to the image with intensified desire.

Josie drew in a deep breath, the extra oxygen helping to clear her senses. She couldn't possibly be falling in love with a man from the past, could she? Damn ghost and his crazy scheme had brought her to an impossible situation. Taking the first step backward, away from Dev, was the hardest thing she had ever done, but she knew that if she stayed, she would sob out her love and despair.

"I have to go," she croaked out.The stark truth in more ways than one. She turned away. As she hurried back to the ballroom and the relative safety of the crowd, she refused to allow herself a final look back.

Dev watched her scurry away and forced himself not to follow as instinct prodded him to do. He credited frustrated lust as the cause of the impulse, refusing to entertain the other outrageous notion that persistently tried to surface. He, too, left the gallery, but not to return to the dancing. Not yet. Not with his desire still obvious. He needed a few moments to collect his thoughts. And a cold shower to calm his raging libido.

Josie looked for her chaperone, intending to tell her she had a headache and wanted to retire to her room. Why torture herself by watching Dev waltz with other women, hold them in his arms? She would have to return downstairs in time for the seance, of course, and she would see him there. She stifled a sob. If she was lucky, Dev would be having so much fun dancing he wouldn't bother to come. Either way, pain was inevitable.

She just wanted to go home. Unfortunately, she ran into Estelle before she could find Mrs. Binns. "Well, well, well. If it isn't the belle of the ball." Josie looked over her shoulder, but no one else seemed near.



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