Lorelai Ryan - A Lady's Undoing

‘No.’

‘This is no time to be stubborn Helena.’ The independence he admired most was going to get her in a lot of trouble, and him too.

‘Fine, go ahead,’ she taunted, her hands on her hips.

Arthur rapidly unfastened the buttons and then pulled open the heavy coat. He gasped at the fleshy tones that shimmered through the lace nightwear. He hadn’t expected to see a veil of fabric and nothing more skimming her breasts. As if Helena could see her near-naked reflection in his eyes she hauled her coat closed and folded her arms.

‘You see? I can’t exactly walk home in my undergarments, can I?’ She straightened her cap and marched off down the cobbled back lane.

Arthur cursed under his breath. He was done with Lady Helena. She always threw his help back in his face, so she could learn the hard way in prison for all he cared.

With the vision of sheer nightwear shimmering through his head, he tensed his fists by his side and stormed off in the opposite direction. Not caring was going to be difficult.

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