Not So Innocent by Laura Lee Guhrke

Author:Laura Lee Guhrke
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781416598299
Publisher: Pocket Books
Published: 2002-01-02T07:00:00+00:00

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Chapter Eleven

He was trying to keep his promise. He really was. But Sophie, sitting across from him in the carriage, with her hair about to come tumbling down and her lips swollen with his kisses, was a sight that wasn't helping his resolve.

He was rock hard and softheaded about a woman who was somehow involved in a plot to kill him. He was an idiot.

What had he been thinking? Even as he asked the question, he wanted to laugh. Thinking had nothing to do with what had just happened. Thinking had nothing to do with the ache in his body or her soft cries of pleasure that still echoed through his mind.

He knew he hadn't satisfied her, and he was angry with himself because he wanted to. Even now, even as he reminded himself how stupid it was to get involved with a suspect, he wanted to feel her body against his again. He had to clench his hands into fists to stop himself from reaching for her.

He looked out the window at the rain-washed Berkshire countryside, because looking at her only made him want her more, yet he couldn't ignore the scent of her perfume which clung to his clothes. He couldn't ignore the sound of rustling silk as she crossed her legs, a sound that drove him wild because he wanted those legs wrapped around him.

The carriage turned off the main road, and Mick hoped they would soon be at Lord Fortescue's estate. When the limestone walls of Parkfair came into view, Mick let out a long, low sigh of relief, but he knew he had several more days of this ahead.

When the carriage came to a halt in the drive before the house, Mick exited first, then held out his hand to Sophie. But she had barely stepped down from the carriage when she jerked her hand out of his with a suddenness that startled him. She dropped her reticule, and it fell to the graveled drive as she pressed her hands to her head with a moan of agony. Another moan followed, and she began rocking back and forth on her feet as if she was in intense pain. This was nothing like her pretense at Ascot. This was real.

"Sophie?" Alarmed, Mick grasped her shoulders, watching as her eyes closed and all the color drained from her face. Several servants began running toward the carriage from the house, and the driver stepped down from his seat, but Mick waved them back as Sophie let out another moan of pain. "Sophie, what's wrong?"

She didn't answer him. Instead, she shook her head, her hands still pressed to her temples. "Oh, God, not another one," she whispered. "He's dead."

Sophie collapsed, and for the second time that day, Mick lifted her into his arms. She felt like dead weight, and he knew she was unconscious. He swept past the servants gathered in the drive and carried her up the front steps into the house. He found the drawing room and laid her on a sofa there.

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