Hope. Thomas. Three days since he’d pressed his body to hers as they ducked into a closet to avoid deadly assassins. It was so delicious as to be absurd. Three days since he’d pressed that last kiss into her cheek, searing her flesh with his eager, knowing lips. And three days since Sophia had seen or heard from Hope last. She brought her hand to her face, the skin still burning with the memory of those lips. Truth be told, she’d thought of little else but Hope and his diamond since she’d left him standing in the rain outside the kitchen door. The more she thought, the more she felt. Confused, certainly; she did not understand the first thing about Hope, who was chasing him and why he was involved with that one-eyed monster of a man Mr. Lake. But even more certainly than that, she felt intrigued. Despite having spent the entire night at his side, Sophia wanted to see him again.
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