An Accidental Seduction
“Let me ease your ache? Gallagher mouthed the words.
Savaana shrugged, a lifetime of frustration and anger showing in her sharp expression. But he felt the same emotions.
“Just what kind of ache did you have in mind?” he rasped.
“Well, it was successful, wasn’t—” she began, then stopped abruptly. “He’s my husband,” she hissed.
“Is he?” Gallagher began, but then Tilmont rasped a staccato snore, causing them both to start. Grabbing her arm, Sean pulled her toward the door. Opening it a crack, he glanced left and right, then tugged her into the hall. In a moment they were inside his room.
“Who are you?” His voice was raspy.
“Me!” she growled, and twisted from his grip. “How did he know you?”
“What?”
“The baron…” She waved wildly toward her own room. “He knew you before you were introduced.”
“You’re deluded.”
“He was about to call you the Irishman.”
“I am the Irishman.”
“He—” she began, then changed tactics abruptly. “How did you know he was my husband?”
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