The Bed and the Bachelor by Tracy Anne Warren

Author:Tracy Anne Warren
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: HarperCollins US
Published: 2011-07-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Sebastianne came awake with a start.

It took her a few seconds to realize that she was still in the library, lying on the divan. It took her no time at all to realize that she was lying on top of Drake, her bare limbs entwined with his longer, equally naked ones. Apparently he’d rolled over onto his back after they’d made love, then arranged her on top of him so she could use him as a bed while she slept.

And a very comfortable bed he is too, she mused, firm and smooth and blissfully warm.

Lifting her head, she met his watchful green gaze, wondering if he’d slept at all.

“What time is it?” she whispered.

“A little after three,” he said, low and throaty.

She bit back a sigh, supposing that she ought to make herself get up and get dressed. Servants rose at dawn, and she needed to make her way to her room while she still had a chance to do so unobserved. “I should go.”

His arm tightened across her back. “Relax. There’s still time.”

She shook her head. “The hour is far too advanced already. If I wait much longer, someone may awaken and discover me out of my room, clearly having never been to bed.”

“They won’t. I’ve given everyone leave to sleep late this morning because of the party, remember?”

A frown marred the smooth expanse of her brow. Now that he mentioned it, she did remember. Mr. Stowe had come into the servants’ hall just as everyone was finishing up their party duties last night and made the announcement, much to the staff’s delight. “Even so, I need to sleep—”

“You were doing a fine job of it here until a minute ago.” He stroked a hand over her hair, causing delicious tingles to ripple over her skin. Then he glided his fingers over her bottom.

She tried to shift away. “You know very well that if I stay, neither of us will be getting any more sleep.”

A slow grin spread over his face. “Do you think not?” Gathering her closer, he took her lips in a leisurely kiss that left her mouth wet and aching, not to mention other parts of her body.

Beneath her, she felt him stir, his intent plain.

Inserting an elbow between them, she levered herself away, or tried to at least. “I cannot stay.”

“All right. Then come to my room instead,” he said, punctuating his words with kisses. “We can continue this in my bed.”

“We most certainly cannot. If Waxman discovered me there—”

“He didn’t the last time.”

“No, but I was lucky. I doubt I will be again. Now let me up, my lord.”

“Drake,” he reminded.

“Drake then. Be reasonable.”

“I am,” he said, gliding his hand under her hair this time. “And I don’t see why you’re making such a fuss. They’re all bound to find out about us soon enough, especially once you leave.”

Her heart missed a beat. He knew she planned to leave? How?

“—I thought a house on Half Moon Street might do well for you,” he continued, “although mayhap even that is too many streets away.

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