The Impostors: Complete Collection by Crosby Tanya Anne

Author:Crosby, Tanya Anne [Crosby, Tanya Anne]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Oliver Heber Books
Published: 2020-01-14T16:00:00+00:00

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Filled with a keen sense of regret, Ian watched her go.

He might have followed, so curious was he about where she might go, but he was forced to return to Cameron’s office and wait. He didn’t need a bloody investigator nosing about his affairs. If the man happened to discover Merrick’s destination, and if he did a little snooping, he would quite easily unearth the truth, and Ian needed more time.

Too much was at stake now.

Too many people depended upon him.

Too many years had gone by to simply appear before his father and say, Hello, da, it’s Ian… the son you didn’t want.

Standing there, considering his best course of action, his thoughts returned to Claire, and he smiled as he remembered the way she’d stood up to him. But he caught himself and frowned. He couldn’t afford to have his brain riddled with thoughts of beautiful, raven-haired witches. Never in his life had he been so unfocused—or, rather, so entirely focused on something besides his own affairs.

But it wasn’t entirely his fault.

The dress she’d worn had nearly unmanned him. As plain and threadbare as it had been, he couldn’t recall having seen a woman look more stunning. The modest dress accentuated her figure, leaving little to the imagination, as the breeze had sculpted the material to her pert little rear. And those nipples, pebbled beneath the thin bodice, left him hard as a stone.

And nevertheless, as much as her body appealed to him, something in her eyes had uncovered some long-forgotten corner of his soul—some part of him the longed for companionship. And more, some part of him that longed to rediscover his humanity. For so long, though he’d appointed himself as Robin Hood for his people, he had stopped allowing himself to feel, for to feel too acutely meant to suffer, and he must not allow himself any weakness.

Still, he couldn’t help but wonder; was she in trouble?

Was that why she was seeking out Cameron?

Or was it Cameron’s companionship she longed for?

He opened the door to Cameron’s office, still trying to determine what business “Claire” might have with the man; the possibilities were endless, at least half of them were distasteful.

Once and for all, he pushed her out of his thoughts.

No sooner had he settled himself into a chair to wait when Cameron returned. The man seemed a little taken aback by his presence, but he hesitated only briefly in the doorway.

The two men assessed each other curiously.

For some odd reason, Ian had expected an old bloke; the man who sauntered into the small office was about his age, with the build of a dockhand, the dress and demeanor of a gentleman, and the eyes of a thief—keen and assessing.

Spying recognition in the man’s eyes, Ian stood and extended his hand in greeting. It took a thief to recognize a thief. “Cameron, I presume?”

“That would be correct,” the man answered, coming forward and shaking Ian’s hand with a firm grip. “And you are no longer missing, I presume.

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