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The Heir's Unexpected Return
The Heir's Unexpected Return

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The Heir's Unexpected Return

Язык: Английский
Год издания: 2018
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She did drop the belt now, and her hand flew to her chest. “Excuse me?”

“I think you heard me.”

At that, he expected her to stomp out of the room in a huff. He should have known his dot-every-i and cross-every-t manager would do no such thing. Indeed, Brigit drew closer and came around the side of the bed.

“I heard you. I was trying to give you the benefit of the doubt.”

“And now you expect me to apologize,” he said, keeping his tone insolent.

“As a matter of fact...” She fisted her hands, settled them on her hips and sent him an arched look.

Nice hips. Not too wide, not too narrow. Neatly rounded, and along with her firm backside, just right. Given Kellen’s position on the bed, the hips he was admiring were practically at eye level. His mouth watered and parts of his body that had been dormant for months began to stir back to life. Some of his frustration and anger dissipated, only to be replaced by feelings that were far more dangerous.

Even though he knew he was playing with fire, Kellen was helpless to keep his gaze from traveling up Brigit’s slender frame and touching on all of the parts that interested him.

“Well?” she demanded.

Their gazes met, collided really. He didn’t see sparks fly, but he swore he felt them. They showered his skin. The sensation was life-affirming. He reveled in it.

Common sense took a backseat to desire, and he taunted, “You first.”

“What?”

“You apologize first.”

“You expect me to apologize to you?”

Her tone hovered between incredulous and royally ticked off. Perversely, he found it a turn-on. As he did her narrowed eyes and pinched lips.

“That’s right.”

“What am I to apologize for?” she demanded.

“Well, for starters, you’re trespassing. You’re in my bedroom...uninvited.” A small matter that could be remedied easily enough, his libido whispered before he could quiet it.

“This is...well, until this afternoon, it was my bedroom. I’m hardly trespassing.”

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