The Wicked House of Rohan by Stuart Anne

Author:Stuart, Anne [Stuart, Anne]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781452606255
Publisher: Tantor Media
Published: 2012-01-23T08:00:00+00:00

Kathleen heard him come into the room, and she didn’t move. She’d already realized that this was, indeed, his private bedroom. Perhaps he’d just come in search of something and would leave the way he’d come.

And perhaps pigs could fly and Venice had roads. She knew why he was here, and she’d been unconsciously waiting for him. Wondering what kept him so long.

She’d even been able to sleep, which astonished her. But when she slept she dreamed of Alistair, and not the sweet, innocent hero of her childhood. She dreamed of the beautiful, dissolute rake, his hands on her breasts, between her legs, his body naked against her skin. She dreamed of heat and sweat and sex without even knowing what she was dreaming of, and when she awoke he was looking down at her.

“You’re not doing it,” he said. “Marblethorpe will have to find somebody else.”

“I have to,” she said wearily, as if to a recalcitrant child who wasn’t paying attention. “I have no other options.”

“I’m taking you back to England. My valet has secured passage for us on a packet ship that leaves tomorrow morning.”

She wasn’t sure whether she felt despair or elation. “So I get to be your whore instead of a virgin sacrifice? How is that any better? With the other, I only have to put up with it one time.”

“Wretch,” he said in his lazy voice. “Move over.”

“Now?” Her eyes widened.

“No,” he said patiently. “You don’t have to put up with anything you don’t want. I told Simpson to book two rooms. If you don’t want to share mine then Simpson can.”

“You’re telling me you’ll save me even if I don’t become your mistress?”

He sat down on the bed, next to her hip, and she scuttled over, afraid to touch him. “I’m telling you…” he began, then stopped, staring down at her. “Why do you look so familiar? Why do I suddenly feel as if I have to take care of you whenever I look at you, when frankly I don’t feel the slightest bit of responsibility for anyone else? Which makes life very difficult, because I also want to fuck you, and the two don’t go together.”

She flinched at the ugly word. What would he say if she told him the truth? Would he remember? After all these years?

And if he did, what would happen? He probably had enough decency left in him that he would leap from the bed in horror that he’d talked that way to Jack Lunning-Strong’s little sister.

It would be revenge. It would be rescue. It would be despair.

She’d come this far. She lay in his bed, practically naked, and even the touch of his eyes made her skin warm. If she told him the truth she’d get home safely, her virginity intact, and she’d die that way.

“Make up your mind,” she said, looking into his dark amber eyes. “What is it you want to do?”

He stretched out beside her, and his hand slid down her throat, brushing across the top of her breast, and she wanted to arch into it.

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