Loving Lady Lazuli (London Jewel Thieves Book 1) by Shehanne Moore

Author:Shehanne Moore [Moore, Shehanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Black Wolf Books
Published: 2018-10-07T18:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

After stepping past the entrance to the library, Devorlane stepped back. The movement was not just against his better judgment, but after last night, instinct screamed not to. The only saving grace, when his feet did it anyway, was his boots were noiseless on the tiled floor. He was on his way out, a ride to clear his head, freshen his body of the chills that had swept it all night. He’d no idea of the time. The darkness outside didn’t tell him a thing, not at this time of the year with Christmas four weeks off. But the library was lit and in the grate a smoldering fire offset the chill of the cavernous room with its quiet corners and arched alcoves.

She was dressed as ever in black. Was he mistaken to think the bodice of this dress was lower, displaying the faintest hint of creamy cleavage? Not that it should matter a damn whether she displayed cleavage or not.

If his gaze, his interest, merely rested on the cleavage, that would be bad enough. He was bound even by the tilt of her head, the line of her neck, as she sat there at the table. Last night her hair had spilled loose about her face, this morning it was tied, if not particularly tightly, with a piece of black ribbon at the nape of her creamy neck.

He bit his lip. Why hadn’t she just left? Taken the papers and vanished into the same kind of thin air Sapphire had that Christmas Eve.

Tilting his jaw, he exhaled faintly. He could and should have locked the damn boxes up. To be truthful though, when he’d strode back into his bedroom last night and locked the door, those papers were the last thing on his mind.

Not that virgins troubled him terribly. Had he known the truth when he’d made that bargain with her, though? He shook his head to gather himself. At the very least he wouldn’t have been so impatient when she’d insisted on walking to the bed, after the fiasco with her legs. Desperation had overpowered him.

He narrowed his eyes as they appraised the soft swell of her breast. Yes, he had felt the need to move the encounter along, quite unusually for him. It was that or walk out, feeling she didn’t want him. At that point he wasn’t for walking out because her wanting him wasn’t what this was about. Not just that. He never fumbled like a fifteen year old, even when he’d been fifteen himself. Last night he’d fumbled.

Of course, she’d denied being a virgin.

Of course, she’d every reason to. She was Sapphire.

Again his eyes appraised her. Bargain? So far she hadn’t been very damn much of one had she? Well? All right, he’d feel a hell of a lot better about the encounter and his own lack of restraint, and the fact she was here at all, if she’d smacked her hand off his jaw because she was telling the truth. He had insulted her.

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