The Wedding Bed (The Sun Never Sets, Book One) - Plot & Excerpts
Silence rang through the room. Slowly, Derek felt his senses return. The erotic thunder that pounded through his brain dimmed to a dull roar. He watched as Calla blinked and shook her head, as though waking from a drugged sleep. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips ruby-stained and swollen. As she shrugged into the bodice of her gown, Derek swept her skirts over her bare thighs. Then he gently set her off his lap and stood. “Explain.” Bellowes, who until that moment had been staring directly ahead, focusing his gaze on the shrubbery outside the breakfast room window, took that as his cue that it was appropriate to turn. “Inspector Nevins of the Metropolitan Police, is here, my lord. Apparently there was some trouble down at the docks last night.” “Aboard the Makara?” “The gentleman did not elaborate. He requested an immediate audience. He said it was most urgent.”
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