Our Honeymoon Isn't Over, It Has Only Begin

ream-and-grey hall, its immaculate walls devoid of any pictures that would deflect from the gracious lines of the c

been?’ he bit out tight

edroom, praying that the trembling in her sto

so many things in such a short time—and she had to be calm and composed when she discussed

was trying to contain. ‘And you didn’t think to call and say you’d be lat

ith shock. It hadn’t occurred to her he would be worried, she realised with some dismay, merely that he would b

guilty face, and his voice had a harsh, gritty so

quable and dispassionate was

got the Mortons arriving any moment an

oncerned him at heart, she told herself silently. He hadn’t r

bitingly cold. ‘I, o

different category to the rest of us poor mortals.’ Like Liliana. He needed her expertise for the new project and so the redhead

the door of the wardrobe and gesturing violently at the cont

y much.’ She drew herself up to her fu

f and do somethin

tousled from the blustery, cold October evening outside the central heated cocoon of the w

tightly, her own hand pushi

led cheekbones. It was probably the first time the great Zeke Buchanan had ever had that said to him by a woma

y. ‘I’m not one of your possessions, Zeke

-black with fury she felt frightened of the demon she had unwittingly unleashed. ‘Dead right you’re m

in one swift movement, and then, without warning, he pulled her abrupt

he hell is this all about?’ he ground out sa

in one of the scorching kisses he did so well, a kiss wh

She had always been defenceless against his expert sensuality, she thought de

d groan against her mouth, his arousal hot and hard against

s head as she urged his mouth to a deeper penetration, the sensations only he could prod

was removing his clothes and hers as he laid her on the warm, thick softness of the bedroom carpet, still covering her face with burning kisses,

and piercing pleasure shot through her as his lips moved down her throat and found the rosy ti

om side to side in an agony of ecstasy and her hair spread out in a glor

nd then he said, glancing at his watch and with a touch of amusement in his voice ‘We’d better get d

John and Katy raved about last week,’ Marianne

the first time since she had met him she was regretting she had made love with him. They needed to talk, everything couldn’t always be made right in bed, she told herself feverishly as she allowed the war

the bathroom and talked to her through the glass of the shower cabinet, and for a moment Marianne felt a flood of ange

he thought in the next moment, recognising it wasn’t completely fair. He hadn’t forced her tonight, she had met him every inch of the way, so she couldn’t very well blame him for her weaknes

but she still took her time in getting ready. Zeke’s barbed observation about her hair had hit hard, for s

n top of her head, before teasing out a few curling tendrils ab

but it fitted her like a glove in all the right places and the colour accentuated her eyes and gave her silver-blonde hair