Royal Love by Cristiane Serruya

Author:Cristiane Serruya [Serruya, Cristiane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cristiane Serruya
Published: 2018-01-10T16:00:00+00:00

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Sunday, March 13, 2016

9:15 a.m.

Siobhan woke alone to find a breakfast tray on the bedside table, complete with toast, hash browns, fruits, and a carafe of tea. She must’ve woke from someone placing it there since everything was still hot and fresh.

There was also delicate ivory rose petals sprinkled over the sheets, spicing the air with their musky scent.

After jumping in the shower, she attired herself in one of the comfortable and practical wool dresses she had bought.

More than a little unnerved by her night of passion in Angus’s arms Siobhan managed to eat an apple and drink two cups of tea before she ensconced herself in an enormous chaise lounge facing the glass walls of the family room with a book.

But the beautiful and peaceful mountain scenery outside drew her gaze.

There’s something very peaceful about nature. A reminder that there’s something far more vast and powerful than me and my troubles.

It wasn’t that she was regretting her time with Angus. There wasn’t a woman alive who would regret being in his arms.

Still, she wasn’t sure she was ready to see him just yet.

She found it far too difficult to think clearly when he was near. An embarrassing realization, but true. And now seemed a good time to be thinking clearly.

All she’d ever asked of life was a home and a place to belong; someone to love and someone who loved her; children someday—children she would never abandon to an orphanage. She’d found all of that in Angus Augustus Braxton-Lenox, the toast of European royalty.

Her body had no complications. It wanted Angus. Wanted him with a force that was downright frightening. But her mind…ah, her mind remembered his words. He didn’t—couldn’t—love her.

He would be a good husband, a good father. And perhaps, someday she would come to like being there with him—and perhaps someday he would come to love her.

She’d planned to wrap him around her little finger; instead, he’d wrapped his arms around her. He made her nearly mindless with desire.

Allowing the silence to ease the tension that knotted her muscles Siobhan leaned her head against the cushions of her seat and heaved a deep sigh. A sudden chill in the air from the veranda warned her she was no longer alone.

“Good morning, Angel,” Angus’s deep voice sent chills of desire through her body. He looked splendid in a white turtleneck, navy jacket, and navy straight pants. He sat by her side on the chaise, pulling her onto his lap, and kissed her deeply and leisurely. “Did you sleep well?”

“Marvelously, my Dragon,” she sighed. “You?”

“With you in my arms,”—his eyes gleamed—“it was as if I was in paradise, Angel.”

Maybe he’ll come to love me. She stretched her arms over her head in satisfaction. “I missed you in bed this morning.”

“I had an early call from Ewan—my aide-de-camp,” he explained. And added, without any audible enthusiasm, “I’d like to stay here for a few more days, but I must get back to Lekten.”

Siobhan wilted a little at the thought of being alone for some time.

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