ng it with practiced care. The crowd parted before them, a sea of silk and
d murmur, laced with a faint, breathy weakness.
in the silent room. Kylie Vaughan's face went white. The women w
"Grandmother. I hope you'll excuse us. The excitement i
ng between Holt and Elise. "Of cour
lise replied,
and, with pale skin and perfectly manicured nails. "If you
t covered in a black leather glove, pressing against he
the wheelchair and placed her hands on the handles. As she did, she let th
anite. It tensed for a fraction of a second at her touch-a reflexive
m out. They entered a long, private corridor, the thick carpet
l?" Elise asked, her voice cold and dire
ughs. "It is my duty as your husband," Holt replied
ed flatly. "The trust provides for h
stretch of polished marble. It was a small,
aw her
el just off the edge of the carpet. The rubber tire caught on th
her voice devoid o
her hands aimed directly for his neck, her fingers spread as if to catch herself. It was a test. A direct,
readth from his th
ick man. It was the explosive
up like a striking snake. His fingers closed around her wrist with
was so powerful it arrested all her forward moment
s tangling, and fell
d to be wasted and frail, was hard and unyielding. She could feel the heat of him throu
e eyes were dark, dangerous, and utterly alive. They pinned her, stri
n grip. She tried to pull away, but it
, she laid two fingers against the side of his neck, right over the carot
as taking
ump. Thu
fectly healthy athlete at rest. Not the faint, t
essure of her finger
s receded, replaced by a wide-eyed, convincing look of alarm. He re
breathless. He let his head fall against her shoulde
ng up so quickly she almost stumbled
. Red finger marks were alre
air, the picture of frailty, one han
r mind evaporated. It was all

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