Whispers Beneath The Sheets

lept, but Amelia

hed, lips still tingling as if the kiss had branded her. She pressed

n Bla

, a rumor whispered at work, a man admired from a safe distance. Instead, he had become a

. And yet it felt like

the heady atmosphere of the gala, the way music and laughter blurred into something intoxicating. But the truth pressed heavily in

g over to block the thoughts. Sleep ev

er phone buzzed re

Eleven. Don't

n. By eleven sharp, she was tucked into their favorite café, tucked into a co

d sunglasses and a silk scarf. "You look like hell," sh

too," Amelia muttered,

Something happened last

her water. "I don't

got that post-someth

but she wasn't sure she could say it out lou

eyes. "Was it champa

t her lip

ization dawned. Her expression drop

stayed

waiter passing by. "Adrian Blackwood?!"

her face in he

out like a reprimand. "Do you have

He kissed me," Amel

ngerous. The man doesn't do relationships. He collects women like trophies and discards them the second he's bored. Don't you

ad glowed for a season and then vanished from thei

ob, Amelia. Left her entire career after he tossed her aside.

ough to snuff out whatever dangerous pull she felt. But instead, they only added fu

myself," she

able, squeezing tightly. "Promise m

ough her heart wh

ateful for the distraction. But fate was unkind. Her firm had just signed a contract with Blackwo

ied themselves with the brisk efficiency of soldiers. Adrian's presence was everywhere

to breathe. It was j

opened and he walked in, she knew

without a word. His eyes found hers immediately, and the faintest s

wled, his voice like v

red her gaze, focusing intently on her notes. But she could fe

time she dared glance up, his eyes were waiting. She fumbled her pen twice and nearly sp

bolted for the door. She needed air. Dist

topped her in

s Co

casually against the wall, hands in his pockets

talk," he

about," she shot back,

riatingly calm. "Y

ss her cheeks. "

d on hers. "Because I can't stop thinking a

ught. "Stay a

she was a riddle he had every intention

el and stalked away, but his voice lingered, low

ss. Work deadlines loomed, but she couldn't focus. All she could hear was Adrian'

Blackwood was dangerous. He was a storm,

away, Amelia knew the truth she didn