Читать книгу The Last-Minute Marriage - Marion Lennox, Marion Lennox - Страница 2
They were left alone. The lights were dim.
ОглавлениеHe was standing in the hallway, holding a girl in his arms—his bride—and she was gazing up at him with eyes that were luminescent, trembling, sweetly innocent.
She was so desirable. And she was his wife! He could kiss her right now….
“Cut it out,” she told him, jerking her face back from his and jiggling in his arms. “Marcus Benson, put me down. Right now.”
“I thought—”
“I know what you thought. I can read it in your eyes.”
“Peta…?”
“I knew you’d want something.” She bounced and wriggled some more and he was forced to set her down.
“I don’t want anything.”
She fixed him with an old-fashioned look. “You’re saying you don’t want to take me to bed?”
There was nothing he’d like better.
