The Sins of Sebastian Rey-Defoe. KIM LAWRENCE

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СКАЧАТЬ slowed his step slightly and flung over his shoulder, ‘Why not what?’

      ‘Aren’t you sleeping with her? She is kind of incredible looking.’

      ‘Until a few minutes ago I was engaged and I have only met the mad woman once, six years ago.’

      Fleur’s eyes widened. ‘Six...! Wow, you must have made an impression! What did you do?’

      Not nearly as much as he’d have liked to.

      ‘She acted as though she hated you, Seb.’

      ‘You noticed that, too, did you?’

      ‘It didn’t seem likely you were together. She’s not really your type, is she?’

      The disappointment in her voice struck a nerve. ‘Sane, you mean,’ he cut back, adding with a satiric bite, ‘Are there any mental-health problems in your boyfriend’s family?’

      ‘He’s not my boyfriend but actually he— They don’t know. They were found on a church doorstep when they were babies. It was a big headline at the time—he had cuttings.’

      ‘They don’t know who their parents are?’ He filed away the information; it might be useful but he doubted it.

      Fleur shook her head. ‘No, they’ve only got each other, a bit like us.’

      * * *

      The men’s voices penetrated the fog that cushioned Mari’s thoughts. It was confusing but comforting. She knew that any second it would clear; she also knew that she didn’t want it to.

      ‘So she’s awake?’

      Mari kept her eyes shut, but she could see the flicker of light through the delicate skin of her eyelids. She wished someone would open a window—the scent of chrysanthemums and incense hung uncomfortably heavily in the still air. The man who had spoken had a very deep voice. If it had a colour it would be rich, night-sky blue-black, and the tactile quality in it made the hairs on her nape tingle.

      ‘Oh, yes, it was just a faint, no serious damage. She landed on someone’s hat.’

      ‘Thanks, I can deal from here.’

      ‘You sure, Seb? I could stay...’

      The rest of the interchange was too softly spoken for her to catch, but the sound of a door opening and closing sent a soft tickling rush of cooler air across her face.

      ‘You might as well get up. I know you’re faking it.’

      The voice sounded bored. Mari felt her indignation stir lazily; she wasn’t faking anything.

      ‘What am I doing here?’

      And where was here?

      She slowly turned in the direction of the voice, realising her head was cushioned on a hard and dusty pillow thing. Teeth gritted, she prised her eyelids apart. They felt as though she had weights attached to her eyelashes. It took several blinks to bring the face of the man who spoke into focus. The only other person in the room, he was standing in front of a deep window, the sun shining through the stained glass behind him and surrounding his face with a halo of blue flickering light.

      Even without the light show it was an incredible face. The combination of the starkly drawn lines of a broad, high forehead, aristocratic cheekbones and sensually sculpted mouth was arresting, but it was the hard, brooding quality in his stare that almost tipped her into panic.

      ‘You took the words right out of my mouth,’ he drawled.

      Then the panic made sense. It came rushing back in full relentless detail without the protective cushion of adrenaline-heated anger.

      She had done it. She really had! Oh, God!

      Wasn’t she meant to be feeling great or at least vindicated? Seeing the villain on the receiving end of the tit-for-tat payback wasn’t as satisfying as she’d imagined.

      Struggling to channel calm, she moistened her lips with her tongue and cleared her throat. ‘Shouldn’t you be getting married?’ The aura of masculinity he projected was even more pronounced in the enclosed space of this room. It had a skin-prickling quality that was very disturbing on more than one level.

      ‘I should be, yes.’

      She dragged her eyes off the small V of brown skin where the top button of his shirt had come adrift along with his tie, feeling pretty disgusted with her indiscriminate hormones. ‘You mean you’re not...?’

      ‘It’s called off—wasn’t that the idea?’ He raised an eyebrow.

      She brought her lashes down to shield herself from his hard interrogative stare. Was it? Beyond inflicting the humiliation he had not thought twice about subjecting her to, had she thought much at all...? She’d had a vague mental image of sweeping out, leaving him a crushed man...or at least one recognising that he had no right interfering in the lives of the Jones twins. Refusing to acknowledge the strong element of compulsion involved, she moved her resentful blue gaze up the long, lean, muscle-packed length of him.

       Yeah, that really worked well!

      It was hard to imagine anyone looking less crushed, and it wasn’t just his tungsten physique. The man was cold steel through and through. Aware her glance was becoming a full-on stare slash drool, she took a deep breath and pulled herself into a sitting position. Both hands on her hair, she brushed the flaming strands back from her face and swung her legs over the edge of the couch.

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