Petals in the Storm by Mary Jo Putney

Petals in the Storm by Mary Jo Putney

Author:Mary Jo Putney [Putney, Mary Jo]
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Demonoid Upload 2
ISBN: 9780451218759
Publisher: Lisa's E-Book Collection
Published: 2010-04-07T04:00:00+00:00


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Chapter 14

The staff had long since retired and Maggie had been sitting in her kitchen for hours, with only a candle and the kitchen cat for company. Robin had said he would stop by if he had something new to report, but he would not come this late.

She was desperate to talk to him, to hear his explanation of the points Candover had raised. There was surely a reasonable explanation___

And if he lied to her, she would know it.

She could not sleep with so much unresolved—with treacherous doubts about Robin, with the echoes of the horrible fight with Rafe. Impulsively she decided that if Robin wasn't coming to her, she would go to him. He had rooms near the Place du Carrousel, adjacent to the Louvre and the Tuileries. If he wasn't there, she would wait until he returned. It would not be the first time she had walked the streets of Paris after dark.

Upstairs she swiftly changed to men's clothes, glad that the September night was cool enough to justify the dark, form-concealing cloak. As always when she traveled alone, she carried her pistol and a knife. While she preferred to avoid trouble, Robin had seen to it that she knew how to fight.

Robin. Always Robin. She needed most desperately to believe in him.

If she didn't have him, who did she have?

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"It's always been you, Rafe," Margot said softly, her eyes misty with desire. "For all these years, I've waited for you to find me. Why didn't you come sooner?"

She kissed him, unbuttoning his shirt to press her heated lips to the hollow at the base of his throat. His clothing seemed to melt away, allowing her wheat gold hair to flow tantalizingly over his skin. Her clever hands slid down his torso, teasing, arousing him to madness....

Heart pounding and body throbbing, Rafe awoke to unpleasant reality. He had not slept long; just enough for his fevered dreams to tie him in knots. He had returned to his hotel after his fight with Maggie, written a report for Lucien, and gone to bed. Yet even in sleep, she haunted him.

Wearily he decided that he might as well make the final descent into absurdity. After changing to his plainest clothing, he returned to the Boulevard des Capucines, where one of his men was watching Maggie's house from a room rented on the other side of the back alley.

Rafe had instituted the watch several nights earlier. Apart from visits by Anderson on two different occasions, the watcher had seen nothing of interest, and probably tonight would be no different. Nonetheless, because Rafe could not stay away, he dismissed his man and took the post himself.

He should have turned around and headed back to London as soon as he had learned that Lucien's damned spy was Margot Ashton. Certainly his sojourn in Paris had been of no help to his country, and it had wreaked havoc on his orderly life.

With bitter resentment, he acknowledged that the simple schoolboy love he had felt for Margot had been replaced by the dark strains of obsession.



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