Object of His Desire by Ava March

Author:Ava March
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Source: AllRomanceEbooks, M/M Historical
ISBN: 9781605044682
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Published: 2009-03-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Why did it have to be morning already? Henry didn’t have to open his eyes to know the dreaded time had arrived. If he was awake then it was dawn. Over a year in London and he still hadn’t adjusted to ton hours. The nights that extended to early morning. The mornings that didn’t begin until afternoon. Twenty-one years of country living were difficult to erase.

Eyes closed, he soaked up just being in Arsen’s bed. The memory needed to last forever and he didn’t want to miss one tiny detail. The sheet soft beneath his skin. The light scent of sandalwood and citrus. The comforting weight of Arsen’s hair-dusted calf hooked over his own. The faint sound of Arsen’s sleeping breaths.

The weight of dawn pressed heavily on Henry’s heart. Last night he had refused to think about it. Refused to ponder the consequences. But even if he had taken hours, there was no way he could have predicted how much the dawn would hurt.

He had thought he was in love with Arsen yesterday. But that had been nothing, mere affection, compared to this morning. Arsen had imprinted himself on Henry’s soul. He knew he would never love another as he loved Arsen Grey.

Letting out a long shaky sigh, he turned his mind to other matters. Like getting up before he grew too fond of being in bed with Arsen. Before he crumbled beneath the rapidly growing need to stay. To do anything, say anything, sacrifice everything, accept everything without complaint. To throw himself at Arsen’s handsome feet and vow his unending, unquestioning devotion.

But—No. He wouldn’t do that. Couldn’t do that. Never again would he put himself in such an unequal relationship. He would never look the other way again. Never blindly accept. Never live on the promise tomorrow would be better. Never turn himself over to a man who couldn’t love him.

His resolve in place, Henry rubbed a hand over his face then scowled. He needed a shave. Reluctantly, he opened his eyes. Crisp and bright, the sun’s rays cut through the gaps in the navy drapes. Arsen was sprawled on his stomach beside him. His golden skin molded smoothly over loose shoulder blades that were currently splayed, as both arms were bent up to hug his fluffy white pillow under his head. His tousled forelock brushed the long length of his lashes. Every line of his body was sublime perfection. The sweep of his lower back. The firm curve of his arse. The sleek muscles of his thighs.

An irresistible impulse seized hold. To press his lips against Arsen’s sleeping mouth. To wrap his arms around him. To press skin against skin. To be with him one more time.

Before he was aware of it, Henry leaned closer. Arsen’s breaths mingled with his. His hand hovered over Arsen’s back, the heat of the man’s skin warming his palm. A powerful lure. His heart pounded in his chest, begging for one last touch, one last taste.

“…none of them better think of lingering.

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