The Indigo Blade by Linda Winstead Jones

Author:Linda Winstead Jones
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sorin Rising

"What do you want?" Mary asked haughtily. She didn't want Victor to see that her heart pounded and her blood roared and she wanted to cry and scream and hit him.

"I've missed you."

Of course he'd missed her. That was the plan, wasn't it? Soon he’d realize that he needed her, that he couldn't live without her. Love wouldn't be far behind. “Well, I understand you'll be getting married in a few months. I’m sure Suzanne wouldn’t approve of you meeting me like this."

The gazebo at the far end of the Broderick garden afforded them a little privacy, the darkness of night even more. Penelope and Maximillian had retired to their separate chambers hours ago, silent and dismal.

“Suzanne doesn’t have to know." Victor sat beside her and placed a possessive arm around her shoulder.

If she gave in to him now she would be lost. If Victor thought he could come to her whenever he wished and she would give herself to him, he would have no reason to forget that milquetoast Suzanne and make her his wife. It was what Mary wanted more than anything, what she’d dreamed of for the past year, to be Mrs. Victor Chadwick.

“I can’t," she whispered.

"Then why are you here?"

He tipped her face up so she was forced to look into his eyes. Surely he loved her, just a little.

“Because I’ve missed you, too,” she confessed.

Victor kissed her, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth, pressing his lips harshly to hers. His breath came heavy and unevenly, his body tensed. She liked it when he lost control this way, when he moaned deep in his throat and trembled in her hands.

His hand slipped beneath her skirt. That’s when Mary drew away from him. "No," she whispered hoarsely.

"What kind of game is this?"

Mary shook her head. "It's not a game." That was a lie, and she knew it. Sex was a game, one she was just beginning to learn to play. "Before, I thought... I believed you loved me."

"I do love you," he whispered into her ear, nibbling on the lobe and trailing his lips down her neck. "I love you so much, Mary. Don't turn me away."

Those were the words she'd longed to hear. In her heart she'd believed from the beginning that if she played this game right Victor would come to love her, but she'd begun to doubt the plan.

"Say it again," she insisted.

“I love you.”

She didn’t protest this time when he slipped his hand beneath her skirt, didn't object when he gently lowered her to the floor of the gazebo.

"I love you, too," she whispered as he spread her legs wide. "Oh, Victor, I've always loved you.”

Moments later he pushed inside her, roughly and without so much as another kiss. Mary closed her eyes, knowing it would be over soon, reminding herself that she was about to have everything she'd ever wanted. Love, Victor, a happy life.

He shuddered above her, then collapsed over her body. At least this time she wouldn’t wait and worry until her monthly flow came.

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