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She went to thenear the front door and watched hih
What did he mean? What position did he mean to have in her life? No doubt he still wanted to seduce her to his bed and make her his mistress The sorry fact was, at that moment, she wanted him so badly she was nearly ready to settle for that—nearly, but not quite As a plan began to formulate in her mind, she smiled to herself and hurried up the staircase
~ Eighteen ~
THE MARQUIS STOOD frowning a moment before he pulled himself up to his seat and took up the reins Once there, he noticed that Sassy’s yellow scarf ed into the seat
He picked it up and before he could stop hi his eyes with the intoxicating scent—her scent, particular to her and infused with her own brand of ic
Placing it carefully inside the inner pocket of his greatcoat, he made the decision that he would revisit the school and Sassy soon, very soon
Making his way back to his lodgings, his s, and his sixth sense that, because of his ic, could never be denied He put the to do His plan was laid out before hiave him a monized Tom Wheeler!
Perhaps not at first, but he had seen the look of recognition come over her face Yet, she had deliberately lied—as all females did in the end, always for their own reason
Perhaps, perhaps ’twas because she felt she still could not trust hiuard? She did not trust hialled, because he believed she trusted Dr Bankes, whom he despised
He felt his heart had becoranite walls—for her He knew this, and he knew she was the only woive Trust was so even more important than what he felt Could he trust her?
He was sure that first encounter in Sutton, where they shared that first hallucination, had been her h transition; soic had connected with his and made her dreaic He wanted the human in her to want the human in him, just as his human wanted her beyond measure
She was unlike any other, and he adored her, but at the et to Percy and make certain his friend had not becoht hinder his carefully laid out plans! He didn’t wish to use ic any more than he had to—the da He had always to maintain control lest it control him
Percy was, in fact, not acting with any observable logic Sophy’s curricle stood once again in front of his lodgings, and logic—indeed, a regard for his beloved’s reputation—should have taken him off with her posthaste, but they remained still in wild discourse with each other, heedless of all else
“But I do … I do love you, Percy I never meant toand using her lovely eyes to plead with him
“Then why did you say you would?” the stoic young man demanded