Wolfsgate by Porter Cat

Wolfsgate by Porter Cat

Author:Porter, Cat [Porter, Cat]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Historical Romance Drama
Publisher: Cat Porter
Published: 2014-11-19T16:00:00+00:00


Brandon clenched his jaw as he poured himself another brandy.

He had done it again. Pushed too hard.

Once they’d arrived home she had muttered a barely audible but pleasant “good night.” A sharp pain sliced through his chest at the sight of her darting up the stairs. Now here he was once again, drinking his bitterness away in the parlor alone in the middle of the night.

He threw himself in the cushioned armchair and rubbed his aching temple with one hand, balancing his full glass on his thigh. Their tussle in the coach had been hasty, and there had been a note of despair about her. Why? Perhaps he ought to simply keep away from her for a while.

He wasn’t being fair. Always taking from her, demanding. Next time, if there was a next time, and there bloody well better be a next time, Justine would have to make the first move. She had to want it just as badly as he did. He would have to bear the wanting of her until then. Dammit, constant wanting.

He gulped down the liquor, and it scalded his throat. Would the old Brandon have pushed so much? Perhaps he would have been more convincing, less harsh with his own wife. The old Brandon certainly would have enjoyed all the attention he had gotten this evening: the women’s stares, the men’s cool appraisals, Amanda’s thirsty solicitousness.

Justine was right, of course. Amanda wanted him, but in a new, more demanding way, which had taken him aback. They weren’t flirtatious youngsters anymore, their whole lives abstractly ahead of them. She was a married woman now, a mother, and had a fine place in society. The damning part was she didn’t seem to mind making it obvious.

She didn’t overdo it, just enough in that sophisticated way of hers. The tilt of her head, that slight smile, a touch of her hand on his arm here and there, the perfect double-edged repartee to elicit an appreciative laugh from him along with a lingering glance. The treacherous list went on and on with that woman. He unwound the tie from his hair and sunk his fingers into his scalp. Is that how it was done nowadays?

She had showered him with her smile this evening, and he had been catapulted back to a time of glorious expectations and golden possibilities. Yes, her beauty was undeniable, and she obviously took great care with herself. Damn, that sort of thing must be a full-time occupation.

He should feel flattered by the attentions of such a female. She did still appeal to him, but he had been…unmoved. He had looked into her blue eyes this evening, the eyes that he once found so irresistible, yet tonight he saw only shining glass.

Justine’s dusky velvet eyes, though, glowed with a secret heat just for him. Rich brown eyes like the coffee he used to savor in Jamaica. He could taste that rich flavor on his tongue right now, that aroma filling his senses, calling him to life.



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