Charles, Matt went to the men’s saloon to relax for a while, and Winn escorted Alex upstairs to her room. “I’ll be back for you in an hour,” he said as they reached their door. “What are we going to do?” Alex asked. “It’s a surprise,” he told her gently. “Tonight, you’re mine.” “What about the Crown? Shouldn’t we be working on the next clue?” Winn stepped closer, creating a greater sense of intimacy between them. “Not tonight,” he said, his voice deep with meaning. “Tonight, Miss Parker, Lord Bradford is coming to call.” His gaze was warm upon her, and she felt a thrill of excitement as she stared up at him. “I’ll be ready.” Her voice was a whisper of anticipation. Winn’s gaze dropped to her mouth for a moment. He wanted to kiss her, to taste the sweetness of her lips again, but an elderly couple was coming down the hall, and he was forced, for propriety’s sake, to control himself. The power of the need he felt for her kept surprising him.
