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‘I gather you want to talk.’

Nik spun back to her with the liquid grace of movement that had always caught her eye and frowned at her, black brows drawn down, wide, sensual mouth twisting in dismissal.

‘No. I don’t want to talk,’ he told Betsy abruptly, before he tossed back the finger of Scotch whisky he had poured neat and set down the empty glass again.

‘Then why—?’ she began in confusion.

‘Se thelo…I want you,’ he heard himself admit, before he was even aware that the words were on his tongue.

So Nik—so explosively unpredictable, Betsy reasoned abstractedly, colour rushing into her cheeks as a hot wave of awareness engulfed her. Jewel-bright eyes assailed hers in an almost physical collision, and something low and intimate in her body clenched hard. Her legs turned so weak she wasn’t convinced they were still there to hold her up, but she was held in stasis by the intensity of his narrowed green gaze.

‘And you want me,’ he told her thickly.

Christakis's Rebellious Wife

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