Eva Leigh - Dare to Love a Duke

“And that is . . . ?”

He took her capable hand in his. She wore no gloves, and neither did he. The press of their palms together jolted through him, bright and hot. He’d anticipated her touch again with an unseemly eagerness—but now he saw that his eagerness had been entirely warranted. She felt . . . exquisite.

“Spend the night with me.” To his own ears, his voice was all but a growl.

Her eyes widened. For a long moment, she said nothing. Hope rose and fell within him, like a bird riding currents of air.

“One night,” he said in the silence. “In the morning, we’ll part company forever, but until the sun rises, we’ll give each other unimaginable pleasure. I promise,” he went on, “you’ll have nothing to regret, only memories of an extraordinary night. All you have to do is say yes.”

She stared up at him. Her breath came quickly, mirroring the thundering of his own pulse. The heat between their bodies could start a conflagration that would raze the city.

God, how he wanted her.

One moment became another and another. He could see the thoughts racing behind her eyes, the calculation of risk against reward.

He prayed for her answer, craving it with a fierce intensity, yet fully prepared to walk away if she said no. The choice had to be hers.

Her gaze locked on his, and when she spoke, her words were firm and decisive.

“Yes.”

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