Wild Wicked Scot. Julia London
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Название: Wild Wicked Scot
Автор: Julia London
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Исторические любовные романы
Серия: The Highland Grooms
isbn: 9781474065856
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“You wanted dancing!”
“Not that sort of dancing! I’ve never seen anything like it!”
“You hate it all, is that it?”
She gasped and looked at him. “No, that’s not—I never said that.”
“You didna say it, Margot, but it is in your every move, your every glance, your every look! You are—”
He caught himself. He ran both hands over his head and sighed.
“What? What am I?” she demanded, folding her arms tightly. Defensively.
“Bloody impossible, aye?”
“So are you. And this place.”
“Diah, what is wrong?” he roared to the rafters. “I canna put it to rights if you willna tell me what it is.”
Margot stared at him. She seemed to be debating what she would say. She rubbed her nape and said, “Frankly, I’m a poor dancer and I don’t know—”
He snorted.
Her face darkened. “You asked, didn’t you?”
“For all that is holy, I donna know how to please you,” he said coldly.
“And I don’t know how to please you,” she snapped.
Her tone undid Arran—he strode forward, caught her by the arm and whirled her around. “Enough of playing the wounded lass, Margot. We are married, we are, and you may as well learn to live with it as fight it, aye? You are a Scot now.”
“Never,” she said defiantly.
Her eyes were glittering in the low light. Her hair fell wildly about her shoulders. It was funny in a strange way—Arran had always thought himself full of might, capable of anything. But he was a very weak man when it came to Margot. She was wretched and haughty, and yet he could see her youth and the abject vulnerability in her eyes.
He cupped her face with his hand, stroked her cheek. “I’m asking...no, I’m begging you. Donna make this harder than it is, aye?”
There it was, a single tear sliding from the corner of her eye. “I can’t possibly make it any harder than it is,” she muttered, and closed her eyes and lifted her face to him.
Arran, confused as he always was by her, kissed her. He drew her to the bed, removed her clothes, covered her body in kisses. And as he sank between her thighs and she drew up her knees and curled her fists in his hair, gasping with pleasure at what his tongue was doing to her, he thought that at least they had this. If nothing else, they had this.
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