Wolf Island
“Devlin sat at the head of the table and looked at her. His hands rested on the arms of the big chair, the tips of his fingers moving slowly back and forth, reminding her of how he had caressed her skin earlier.
She tried not to think about what had happened up in her room, but the vivid details of how he had stroked her neck, the bloom of sensual heat that had formed between them, stayed fixed in her mind. A flush warmed her cheeks, and his mouth curved slightly as if he read her thoughts.
She ...shifted her gaze to Otis, who sat across the table from her. She was no snob, but it seemed a bit unusual for Otis to be sharing dinner with his employer.
There must be more to their relationship than just employer and employee.
Curiosity overcame her usual decorum. “How did you come to live at the castle, Otis?”
Otis looked at her. “Mr. Dev and me go way back.” He reached for a piece of cornbread, dipped one corner of the bread into his bowl, and took a big bite.
“Really.
How so?”
He looked at Devlin, then back at her.MoreLess
She tried not to think about what had happened up in her room, but the vivid details of how he had stroked her neck, the bloom of sensual heat that had formed between them, stayed fixed in her mind. A flush warmed her cheeks, and his mouth curved slightly as if he read her thoughts.
She ...shifted her gaze to Otis, who sat across the table from her. She was no snob, but it seemed a bit unusual for Otis to be sharing dinner with his employer.
There must be more to their relationship than just employer and employee.
Curiosity overcame her usual decorum. “How did you come to live at the castle, Otis?”
Otis looked at her. “Mr. Dev and me go way back.” He reached for a piece of cornbread, dipped one corner of the bread into his bowl, and took a big bite.
“Really.
How so?”
He looked at Devlin, then back at her.MoreLess
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