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“I’m going to tear him limb from limb.”
“You are safe,”
“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.”
“Good Lord, what a display. All that tempestuous defiance…it makes me want to bed you.” “Don’t touch me again,” she snapped. “Ever!” Maddeningly, he began to laugh as he went to the door.
“There’s very little you can’t have…so long as you dare to reach for it.”
“Are you…is it possible…you’re jealous?” Sudden bafflement flickered across his features. “Yes,” he said gruffly. “It would seem so.” And throwing Evie a glance of bewildered annoyance, he left the room.
“My prize…my pleasure and pain…my endless desire. I’ve never known anyone like you, Evie.” His lips touched gently at the bridge of her nose and slid down to the tip. “You dare to make demands of me that no other woman would think of asking. And for now I’ll pay your price, love. But later you’ll pay mine…over and over…”
“I caught a glimpse now and then. It was impossible not to, considering the location of the wound.” Pausing in the doorway, she gave Evie a sly glance. “I must admit, regarding that rumor that one occasionally hears…it doesn’t begin to do him justice.” “What rumor?” Evie asked blankly, and Lillian left the room with a low laugh.
