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“Love, I would walk over hot coals if I thought it would make you happy”

She giggled, barely able to contain her excitement “Then put on your shirt” Unabashed she drew the shirt over her head and gave it to him “Wait for me in our attic room”

God, she was beautiful Her breasts were heavier now, but he had no complaint “You present me with your naked body and expect me to leave?”

She pushed him towards the door “If you want to make love to me, Mr Daventry, you will have to pander to my whims”

Lovelust burned in his veins He threw on his shirt, padded from the bedchamber and climbed the attic stairs

On Sybil’s instructions, nothing in the rooht up an ottoman filled with pillows and blankets, and Lucius had placed the books back on the shelves Everything else remained the same

He relaxed on the chaise as he had done on that storry, confused After the heated kiss in the library, he’d been battling with his conscience Afterhis e

And then an angel had appeared to soothe hiht to his life, a light that had never dimmed

He glanced at the door, wondering what kept her

Tonight brought another anniversary of sorts A year had passed since he had trusted Damian Wycliff and accepted Dermot Flannery’s assistance Sybil had convinced him of the need to share the burden of the Order There ays to focus on the truth without keeping secrets And so he had rented an office, hired four ruthless gentleate cases where clients lacked the funds to pay Men whose grievances with the aristocracy gave thee

“Lucius” Sybil’s voice drew his gaze to the door She entered the rooht Indeed, his heart skipped a beat as erotic memories flooded his mind

“I see this is an accurate representation,” he said, his hungry gaze sliding over the green silk gown,pearl choker

“Not quite The gown is a little tight”

“I find I’m rather obsessed with your curves”

“And I thought to focus on the one thingfrom our first passionate encounter”