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“My dear…” he said almost tenderly, “you haven’t begun to learn the worst of me.”
How odd—her stammer never completely vanished like this unless she was talking to children.
But all the physical riches of Evangeline Jenner could not account for her extraordinary effect on him.
As she drowsed in his arms, it occurred to her that he provided the illusion of something she had never had before. Sanctuary.
His hand passed repeatedly over her hair in the gentlest of caresses, and she heard him murmur in his dark-angel voice, “Rest, my love. I’m watching over you.”
She had become so uneasy around men, so certain that they would be bored by her, that it had become a self-fulfilling prophecy.
Sebastian drew his head back to look down into her flushed face. “You are safe,”
“Evie,” he murmured. “I swear on my life, you will never feel pain from my hands. I may prove a devil of a husband in every other regard…but I wouldn’t hurt you that way. You must believe that.”
However, if you ever kiss her again, no matter how platonic the fashion, I’ll make a eunuch of you.”
Cam had never seen anything like the mute longing that St. Vincent felt for his own wife. No one could fail to observe that whenever Evie entered the room, St.Vincent practically vibrated like a tuning fork.
“And there is nothing indifferent about my reaction to you, love.”
“There’s very little you can’t have…so long as you dare to reach for it.”
“Easy, love. You’re safe now.”
“I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything on this earth.”
“Evie…I can’t hold to our agreement. I can’t live with you, see you every day, and not have you. I can’t…”
“As high as the fire in me burns, Evie, I will stoke it in you.”
“I don’t give a damn if anyone sees us. You’re my wife.” A smile chased across his lips. “My better half, to be certain.”
“My prize…my pleasure and pain…my endless desire. I’ve never known anyone like you, Evie.”
