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Excerpt from Mistress to the Merciless Millionaire Kate Lancaster stood at the very ornate stone font where her two month old god-daughter was being christened, the holy water being poured onto her forehead as the priest intoned a blessing in French. Kate had been at her wedding in this same chapel just nine months previously, as maid of honour.
And yet, this moment in which Kate wanted nothing more than to focus fully on the christening, was being upstaged effortlessly by the tall man who stood to her right. Tiarnan Quinn. He was the man who had crushed her innocent ideals, hopes and dreams. The man who had shown her a moment of explosive sensuality, and in the process ruined her for all other men.
That it still felt so fresh. The familiar weight of desire she felt whenever she was near him lay heavy within her, a pooling of heat in her belly, between her legs. Not in this intimate ceremony where they were being joined as god-parents in this ancient ritual. But how long had she been hoping for that now? A sense of futility washed through her, especially as she recognized that if anything, her awareness of him was growing exponentially stronger.
She tried to focus on Sorcha and Romain. They were oblivious to all except themselves and their baby. Romain took Molly tenderly from the priest, cradling her easily with big hands.
This was what Kate wanted. A fulfillment that was so simple, and yet so rare. He was looking down at her and her heart stopped, breath faltered. He frowned slightly, an assessing look in his gaze as he seemed to search deep within her soul for her secrets. Figure her out. Holding that baby had called to the deepest most primitive part of her. Normally she coped so well, but with Tiarnan looking at her so intently now, her protective wall of icy defence was deserting her spectacularly and leaving in its place nothing but heat.
Her eyes dropped betrayingly to his mouth. She quite literally yearned to have him kiss her, hold her. Love her. Look at her the way Romain had just looked at Sorcha. Against her volition, her eyes rose to meet his again, he was still looking at her.
Despite everything she knew, the futility of her secret desires; the feelings within her were rising like a tidal wave and she was helpless to disguise them, caught by the look in his eyes.
She knew, without being able to stop it, that he was reading every raw naked emotion on her face and in her eyes.
It was all too much and here she was pathetically projecting her own desires onto him… It was only after a few seconds she realized that Tiarnan had clasped her arm with a big hand, he was holding her upright, supporting her…and right then Kate knew that all of her flimsy attempts to defend herself against him for years were for naught.
Seen through her. Her humiliation was now complete.
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