The Tycoon's Summer Seduction & One Night with the Sheikh by Clare Connelly

Author:Clare Connelly [Connelly, Clare]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-08T23:00:00+00:00

Epilogue

Two years later

“You look nervous,” Thaddeus observed as he glided the boat effortlessly toward its pontoon.

Saphire’s eyes were lodged on the mansion in the distance. It glowed in the dusk light; inviting, yet so full of memories.

She nodded jerkily. Her smile was hesitant. “We haven’t been here since … last time I left I thought I’d never see you again.”

“Did you really think that?” He stalled the engine and threw the rope around the moor head. It latched first time. His arms were strong and capable as he pulled on it hard to bring the boat in tight against the dock.

She shrugged. “I did. Then.”

“You were wrong and I’m glad.” He put a hand out to help her onto the deck and them jumped athletically up behind her. She stood, staring contemplatively at the house.

“You wanted to come here,” he reminded her.

“I do. I know. I love this place.” She smiled at him, but there was worry in her eyes.

He put an arm around her. His eyes followed her gaze then he squeezed her shoulder tight, comfortingly. “I no longer remember the pain.”

She blinked up at him. “With me, you mean?”

His smile was grim. “Any of it. What part does pain play in my life now I have you?”

A frown tugged at her lips. “History isn’t something you should forget.”

“I haven’t forgotten it,” he promised thickly. “I learned from it.” He kissed her hair; a breeze passed and lifted it, carrying the scent of her into the island. It seemed to sigh with profound relief. She was back, and everything was right in the world once more.

“You did, huh?” She teased, loving his arrogance for all that it at times infuriated her.

“I was too proud to make my peace with Aristotle.” It was a serious contemplation. His eyes were deep with the memories of his grandfather, as he regarded the iconic family home. “I was angry and childish, and I never bothered to try to fathom the reasons behind his decisions.”

“You don’t know his reasons,” she pointed out. “Only that he cut your father off for falling in love.”

“Yes.” Thaddeus shrugged. “And if my father felt for my mother what I feel for you then I see what a useless gesture Aristotle’s was.”

Saphire’s heart turned over.

“I would lose my fortune and my birthright a thousand times over to have you, Saphire. I would sacrifice anything for you.”

She stood on the tips of her toes to brush a kiss against his cheek. Her voice was hoarse with emotion. “That’s not a choice you have to make.”

“No. But my father did. And he made the right choice. The only choice he could have made.” He shook his head, as if to clear the thoughts. “But I should not have let it estrange me from Aristotle. I wish … and it is entirely futile to have such a foolish desire … but if I could have that time again, I would handle it differently.”

She put her head on his chest and listened to the strong beating of his good, kind heart.

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