At Her Latin Lover's Command: The Italian Count's Command / The French Count's Mistress / At the Spanish Duke's Command. Susan Stephens
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Автор: Susan Stephens
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Зарубежные любовные романы
isbn: 9781408906903
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‘I don’t want anything that’s down there in the hall,’ she said, making a point of including Guido in the sweep of her gaze. Her head reeled. She didn’t know what to believe now.
‘I think I’ll come up, anyway.’ Dante came forward and slapped his brother on the back. ‘Your room’s second on the left. See you in the morning for that chat about business. Help yourself to whatever you want.’
Guido’s eyes gleamed and rested briefly on Miranda. ‘Generous of you,’ he said with a low laugh. ‘Thanks for the offer. I will do just that.’
And she felt her spine ice over. The brothers hugged and said their goodnights. Sick to the stomach and unreasonably scared, she turned and began to make her way slowly up the stairs.
Guido was up to something. He had taken against her, though she couldn’t understand why.
And yet she couldn’t confide her feelings to Dante. He had always been protective of his younger brother. Perhaps she should learn a little more about Guido, discover what made him tick.
Dante bounded up to her side and his arm drew her close. Gratefully she looked up, shaken by the tenderness of his expression.
‘You look pale,’ he murmured. And raised an enquiring eyebrow. ‘Are you really tired?’
Her eyes kindled with hope. He wanted to make love to her. But he would, wouldn’t he? A man steeped in sensuality, who needed sex…
‘No!’ she admitted. ‘I just didn’t want to spend the whole night chatting with Guido.’
‘You’d rather sleep?’ he teased, his voice low and seductive.
How could she resist him? And yet she must, while her doubts about Dante were so strong. She had to find out if Guido was lying when he claimed his brother merely wanted a sex toy to play with.
‘I was thinking of something more important,’ she began croakily.
‘Me too. I thought…we could play games.’ His hand slipped to her buttocks so that she could feel the sway of her own hips.
‘Like?’ she queried helplessly, suddenly husky.
‘Hide and seek. Kiss chase,’ he murmured. ‘Hunt the—’
‘Dante!’ she cried in mock reproof.
He chuckled and his lips sought her neck. He pushed open the double doors to his suite and spun her around, leaning against the door jamb and kissing her more thoroughly. But still she wanted to be sure that this wasn’t just sex. It had to be more.
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