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.“Do you want to know why I settled?”Oh, I knew why.Looking away, I answered him.“You want out, you want the marriage over so you can pursue…”I stopped before I could say anything that made me sound like the jealous fool I was.“You, Pippa.I settled the law suit so I could pursue you.” He sat down next to me, his face hardening again when I tried to move away.Placing a hand on my thigh and the other on my hip, he pulled me to him.“That afternoon in your office, I came to help you out, to offer you an advance that would take care of everything and leave you free to focus on controlling the damage from Burke’s suit.”My head whipped up.I didn’t know why, but he was lying.There was no way he wasn’t.“You had the terms worked out already, the dress--”He shook his head.“I stepped into your outer office to find Kevin with his arm around your shoulder and I lost it, baby.The terms were spur of the moment on a loan I already intended to give you.”“But the dress -- you didn’t have time to shop, you’d already picked it out.” Feeling lightheaded, I clutched at the blankets, my body swaying closer to his.“Yes, I’d already visited the boutique.” Blake wrapped his arm around me and then buried his face against my neck.“I’m buying it -- also because of you.”“Because of me?” Now I was totally confused, his nonsense answers only increasing my suspicions.“Seems you and the boutique have the same accountant.They’re on the chopping block and were shopping around for a buyer.” Brushing a strand of hair away from my cheek, he kissed the side of my face.“I went into the meeting only slightly interested, particularly with Burke suing my ass.But then I saw the clothes and imagined you in them instead of all those…” pausing, he pulled his head back and wrinkled his nose at me and my old wardrobe, “suits you hide your curves under.”Dropping his hand to my thigh, he gave a light squeeze, his eyes flashing silver at me.“So I walked around the store, listening to what Gorman had done, how much cash they needed.Barely listening -- mostly I was thinking how hot that dress you wore to Robuchon’s would look on you or the skirt and blouse and the peignoir I never gave you a chance to wear on our wedding night.Once I touched the peignoir, traced its edges, all I could think about was getting you in it just so I could take it off.”Eliza’s ring dangled from his pinkie.Lifting my hand, he offered me the ring once more.“So, yeah, baby, I want to drop the charade, just not the one you think you’re in.”“I don’t understand, you admitted you were in love…”He kissed me again, a little closer to my mouth, and then gently butted his forehead against mine.“With you -- you obnoxious, clueless…” He claimed another kiss, ending it with a soft moan, “beautiful intoxicating dolt.”I nodded.He was right.Well, not the beautiful bit, but--“Yes, beautiful.” No longer waiting for me to accept the ring, he slid it back onto my finger.“Am I really that transparent?” I was crying, but softly laughing, too.“To me, you are.” He kissed me again, full on the mouth as his fingers curled around my head.His lips were tentative, as if this was our first kiss and he wasn’t Blake Cross, the world’s sexiest millionaire, but some nervous high school freshman.“Stay with me, love.I need you more than anything.”I swallowed nervously, still not sure I was understanding him.“Are you asking me to marry you?”He shook his head and I couldn’t decide if his smile was happy or mournful.“Baby, we’re already married.I’m asking -- no, that’s not right.” He slid onto the floor, his hand still holding mine.“I’m begging you not to divorce me.”My chest felt like it was going to explode.I still couldn’t wrap my head around Blake actually wanting me.“But the spies? You said people would be spying on us.”To my amazement, he blushed.“Baby, I’d just left the boutique, my balls were about to fall off and Kevin was touching you when I walked in.It was all I could do not to rip his arm off.I lied.”He looked away for a second, his cheeks burning redder.“But the elevators?”“I had the camera removed – I wouldn’t expose you like that, love.”My head bobbed as understanding slowly sank in.Each stroke and kiss had been because he wanted to touch me -- wanted it so badly that he had been willing to trick me.I looked at him.He was still on one knee, holding my hand with his fingers wrapped around the ring as if I might yet change my mind and remove it.I smoothed a fingertip across his worried brow, watching as it slowly relaxed.“I should be furious with you.”Stretching up, he brushed his lips over mine [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.“Do you want to know why I settled?”Oh, I knew why.Looking away, I answered him.“You want out, you want the marriage over so you can pursue…”I stopped before I could say anything that made me sound like the jealous fool I was.“You, Pippa.I settled the law suit so I could pursue you.” He sat down next to me, his face hardening again when I tried to move away.Placing a hand on my thigh and the other on my hip, he pulled me to him.“That afternoon in your office, I came to help you out, to offer you an advance that would take care of everything and leave you free to focus on controlling the damage from Burke’s suit.”My head whipped up.I didn’t know why, but he was lying.There was no way he wasn’t.“You had the terms worked out already, the dress--”He shook his head.“I stepped into your outer office to find Kevin with his arm around your shoulder and I lost it, baby.The terms were spur of the moment on a loan I already intended to give you.”“But the dress -- you didn’t have time to shop, you’d already picked it out.” Feeling lightheaded, I clutched at the blankets, my body swaying closer to his.“Yes, I’d already visited the boutique.” Blake wrapped his arm around me and then buried his face against my neck.“I’m buying it -- also because of you.”“Because of me?” Now I was totally confused, his nonsense answers only increasing my suspicions.“Seems you and the boutique have the same accountant.They’re on the chopping block and were shopping around for a buyer.” Brushing a strand of hair away from my cheek, he kissed the side of my face.“I went into the meeting only slightly interested, particularly with Burke suing my ass.But then I saw the clothes and imagined you in them instead of all those…” pausing, he pulled his head back and wrinkled his nose at me and my old wardrobe, “suits you hide your curves under.”Dropping his hand to my thigh, he gave a light squeeze, his eyes flashing silver at me.“So I walked around the store, listening to what Gorman had done, how much cash they needed.Barely listening -- mostly I was thinking how hot that dress you wore to Robuchon’s would look on you or the skirt and blouse and the peignoir I never gave you a chance to wear on our wedding night.Once I touched the peignoir, traced its edges, all I could think about was getting you in it just so I could take it off.”Eliza’s ring dangled from his pinkie.Lifting my hand, he offered me the ring once more.“So, yeah, baby, I want to drop the charade, just not the one you think you’re in.”“I don’t understand, you admitted you were in love…”He kissed me again, a little closer to my mouth, and then gently butted his forehead against mine.“With you -- you obnoxious, clueless…” He claimed another kiss, ending it with a soft moan, “beautiful intoxicating dolt.”I nodded.He was right.Well, not the beautiful bit, but--“Yes, beautiful.” No longer waiting for me to accept the ring, he slid it back onto my finger.“Am I really that transparent?” I was crying, but softly laughing, too.“To me, you are.” He kissed me again, full on the mouth as his fingers curled around my head.His lips were tentative, as if this was our first kiss and he wasn’t Blake Cross, the world’s sexiest millionaire, but some nervous high school freshman.“Stay with me, love.I need you more than anything.”I swallowed nervously, still not sure I was understanding him.“Are you asking me to marry you?”He shook his head and I couldn’t decide if his smile was happy or mournful.“Baby, we’re already married.I’m asking -- no, that’s not right.” He slid onto the floor, his hand still holding mine.“I’m begging you not to divorce me.”My chest felt like it was going to explode.I still couldn’t wrap my head around Blake actually wanting me.“But the spies? You said people would be spying on us.”To my amazement, he blushed.“Baby, I’d just left the boutique, my balls were about to fall off and Kevin was touching you when I walked in.It was all I could do not to rip his arm off.I lied.”He looked away for a second, his cheeks burning redder.“But the elevators?”“I had the camera removed – I wouldn’t expose you like that, love.”My head bobbed as understanding slowly sank in.Each stroke and kiss had been because he wanted to touch me -- wanted it so badly that he had been willing to trick me.I looked at him.He was still on one knee, holding my hand with his fingers wrapped around the ring as if I might yet change my mind and remove it.I smoothed a fingertip across his worried brow, watching as it slowly relaxed.“I should be furious with you.”Stretching up, he brushed his lips over mine [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]