The Playboy's 'I Do' Deal (Mills & Boon Modern) (Signed, Sealed…Seduced, Book 3) by Tara Pammi

Author:Tara Pammi [Pammi, Tara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mills & Boon Modern
Published: 2021-05-27T12:53:57+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

THE REPETITIVE BANG of a fist on the door to his suite brought Dev’s head up. He put down the glass tumbler of whiskey he’d poured himself and opened the door.

Her face pale, trembling from head to toe, Clare stood at the entrance to his suite. She looked as if she’d been running for her life. “I’m sorry for interrupting your...date, but can I come in?”

“Yes, of course, you can, Clare,” Dev said, pulling her inside. He slammed the door and leaned against it, his own pulse racing at the terror on her face. “What’s wrong?”

“I... I went for a walk after you left with...her. Down to the beach. I wanted to clear my head... I...”

She swayed where she stood, and Dev reached for her. Clearly, she was in shock.

He slung his arm around her shoulders seconds before her knees gave way. That she didn’t immediately protest made unease curdle in his stomach. He half carried her to the bar, hitching her against his side.

A burst of laughter from her mouth made him look at her, tucked neatly under his arm. There was a near delirious look in her eyes. “You should’ve been a football player. American football, I mean,” she said.

Dev didn’t know whether to smile or call for a doctor. “I considered that as a career for a while. I was told I was too small for it.”

Another laugh. Less delirious but still with a slight hysterical edge to it. “You were too small? You...” Her gaze swept over his shoulders and his chest and trailed downward. And then back up again. She giggled, a sound that was very unlike the practical Clare he knew. “For what it’s worth, in my opinion, you’re very much not a small man.”

Dev knew that fear had completely wiped away the cloak of control she usually deployed like some kind of invisible shield. Usually, he’d have preened at her admiring glance.

Picking up the drink he’d just poured himself, he held it to her mouth. She didn’t quite sag against him, but he could feel involuntary shivers running up and down her spine. “Drink this,” he said in a voice that didn’t invite argument.

Scrunching that adorable, all too arrogant nose, she shook her head. “I hate whiskey.”

“I don’t care,” he said, that tightness in his chest releasing a little. The matter-of-fact way she’d spoken meant whatever had terrified her was slowly releasing its grip. “You’ve had a shock and you look...horrible.” The pale cast to her skin, the whiteness around her mouth, it was as if all blood had fled from her face.

She grimaced. “Just what a girl likes to hear from the mouth of the man she’s lusting over.”

His gaze warmed with a heat that was never too far away when she was near. “I can see that shock is having other effects on you.”

“I’m tired of acting as if I don’t want you.”

He laughed and pulled her closer. “Come on, Clare. For once, give in. The whiskey will warm you up, if nothing else.

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