Valley of the Vapours (The Americana Series Book 4) by Dailey Janet

Author:Dailey, Janet [Dailey, Janet]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Open Road Media
Published: 2014-03-31T16:00:00+00:00

"A perfect setting for a seduction scene, is that it?"

"Something like that," she agreed, "but this," sweeping the air around her with an expressive movement of her hand, "is much more subtle, although I'm sure it accomplishes the same purpose."

"Isn't it strange?" Roarke murmured. "I always looked on this as my home."

The blandly stated comment curled Tisha's fingers as she carried the cup to her mouth. She heard the reprimand in his words and knew she deserved it for her insult. The hot liquid burned her throat as she tried to drain the cup dry so she could leave. She started when Roarke got to his feet in a lithe movement.

"Come," he ordered. "I want to show you the rest of my home."

"Another time," she refused quickly, setting her cup down and rising to her feet.

"No," Roarke said firmly, his tall form blocking her way to the steps, and Tisha had no doubt he would forcibly stop her from leaving. "I want your impression to be complete."

She took a deep angry breath. "Very well."

"After you." His outstretched hand signaled her to precede him down the dimly lit hall branching off from the living-room.

Tisha complied, her shoulders squared and stiffly resentful, as she led the way. A few feet into the corridor were two doors directly opposite each other. Roarke opened the one on the right first, turning on the light switch to reveal a blue and green bathroom. Then he moved to the opposite side of the hall and opened the other door.

"This was meant to be the spare bedroom," he explained, turning on the light and waiting for Tisha to enter the room. "But I use it as an office and drafting room."

Just inside the door was a small alcove with closets on each side followed by a set of three steps leading up into the panelled room. Shelves covered one wall with a desk and leather chair in front of them. A drafting table and stool occupied one corner while the rest of the furniture consisted of a leather sofa in a rusty orange colour and a matching recliner chair. The same rusty orange shade was included in the curtains, which also incorporated the blue of the carpet in a bold plaid that completed the masculine, businesslike atmosphere.

Roarke didn't wait for a comment from Tisha as he led her out of the room to the door at the end of the hall. This time he offered no explanation as he opened the door and flicked on the light switch. As Tisha stepped in she realized why. This was the master bedroom—Roarke's bedroom.

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