The Duke: A Standalone Royal Billionaire Novel by Laurence Selena

Author:Laurence, Selena
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2019-09-10T16:00:00+00:00

31

Kat

I blink, a smile I can’t control covering my face. Winston blinks back, looking a bit discombobulated. It shouldn’t be a big deal—sex between two people who are married—I mean, that’s sort of the point—but it wasn’t for us, and it wasn’t ever supposed to be.

"So…" I give him a quick smack on the lips before rolling off him again. My mind is racing, trying to catch up with my body. "That was…" Fucking incredible would be one way to describe it.

We lie next to one another, both of us staring up at the ceiling. "Yes," he answers, this tone of—surprise, maybe—in his voice.

"I guess you weren’t really expecting it, either," I add, glancing at him quickly. He doesn’t look happy, though, and my smile fades as I feel the energy in the room shift faster than a strike of lightning.

"I’m sorry," he says suddenly. "That wasn’t well done of me."

"Actually, I’d say it was pretty damn well done," I joke, even as my chest contracts because he’s just apologized as if having sex with me was akin to spilling coffee on someone.

I can’t look at him, so I don’t know what his expression is when he answers, "Well, at least I didn’t totally botch the mechanics."

I sit up, unable to stay so close to him while we do this.

"No," I keep my voice light and cheerful, but even to my own ears it sounds false, "you definitely didn’t botch that part."

He clears his throat awkwardly. Now we’re both sitting on opposite sides of the bed, hunting down pieces of clothing, our backs to one another.

"But I am sorry," he begins.

"Just don’t," I answer, losing my faux cheer now. "I’m a grownup, I was here, it was a joint decision, so don’t apologize."

I look over my shoulder and see him pulling on his shirt. "Of course. You’re right, of course. I just don’t want to give the impression—"

"That this is for real? I think we covered that in the preliminaries."

"Kat—"

I spin and face him, the bottom half of me still tangled in the sheet as I hold a throw pillow in front of my chest. "Winston? Can you get out now? Between the hangover and the orgasm, I’m exhausted. I need a nap." My voice is beyond cavalier, it’s cold, and it’s so horribly not real. Because inside, I feel anything but cold. Inside I feel so hot it burns, a pain that’s winding its way down from my esophagus to low in my belly.

He looks like he’s going to make some other, undoubtedly asinine, remark but I glare at him and he visibly reconsiders, before nodding with a jerk. "Of course."

Then he’s gone, and I fall back onto the bed, my body still feeling the sensation of him inside me, and my heart aching like I’ve just run the hardest race of my life and lost.

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