Seduced by the Storm by Sydney Croft

Author:Sydney Croft
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780440337751
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2008-07-29T04:00:00+00:00

FAITH STOOD in her bedroom, staring at the bundle of clothes ML had left on the bed while she’d been in the shower with Wyatt. She was still dripping, practically hyperventilating after fleeing Wyatt’s room. She’d been in such a rush that she’d left her robe on his floor, had run naked down the hall to her room. Security guys had stared from their posts at the top of the stairs, but she hadn’t cared.

Well, shit.

She had not handled things well. She’d been off her game from the moment she’d seen Wyatt on the offshore platform, had lost complete control when she’d stepped inside the helicopter, and now she’d allowed him to see her mark of shame.

She fingered the thin white line that circled her throat, the scar even Sean hadn’t seen.

God, how stupid was it that she was worried about a damned scar when her sister’s life was on the line?

Selfish twat.

She needed to check the safe where she’d stashed the motherboard and video phone Liberty’s captors had sent. She planned to make the call late tonight, let them know she had the merchandise and needed new instructions.

Hopefully, this nightmare would be over by the end of the week.

A fist pounding on her door made her jump. “Faith? Open up.”

“Leave me alone, Wyatt,” she sighed, even though she knew him well enough now to know he wouldn’t do anything of the sort.

Quickly, she grabbed another robe from the closet—the dodgy ML guy must keep the entire wing stocked like a hotel—but instead of using the sash to close it, she wrapped it around her throat. She looked ridiculous, no doubt, but she didn’t care.

“You know the lock won’t keep me out,” Wyatt said quietly.

She sank down on the bed, utterly exhausted. “That’s why it’s not locked.”

“Oh.” The door opened, and he strode inside, wearing a pair of sweat shorts and nothing else except the beads of water that said he hadn’t bothered to dry off.

The bed sank as he sat down next to her.

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Then I will.” Wyatt tipped her face toward him with a finger under her chin. “Your throat was slit, and it had something to do with Sean.”

“You’re mostly right.”

Wyatt’s gaze locked with hers, holding her as his fingers slowly peeled away the bathrobe sash. Her hands formed fists in her lap, but she let him, tired of fighting. The sash dropped to the floor, and only then did Wyatt’s gaze drop to her neck. Instinctively, she flinched, hunched her shoulders to hide the mark, but his long fingers stroked her throat with such gentle care that she relaxed by slow increments.

“A wire,” he murmured. “A garrote. Sean tried to kill you?”

“One of his men.” She tugged the edges of the robe together, hugging the sleek material to her body. “Sean’s team and I were in Paris, both after the same thing.”

She remembered it so clearly, the only recurring nightmare she had that didn’t involve her sister or parents.

“I’d just seen Sean at his hotel.

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