to-ceiling windows, casting a soft glow over Yvonne Lawson. The room, swa
hing his lower lip in a playful nip as her hand roamed boldl
ing on her lips, edges curling with seduction. With a fluid mo
, his breath warm against her skin, his
d against the window, the other lifting her leg, his words tinged with warning a
on, her arms tightening around his solid waist, pulling him n
r own sister, she reached a crossroads. She could have retreated to her room, numbed the
an in the prime of his life at twenty-eight, was her chosen instrument. His
iven Louis's audacious betrayal? An
etend here. You're using me to strike back at Louis, aren't you?" His voice was tinged with sco
le, a plan of vengeance weaving its threads around her former love. Had Lo
layton's chest, descending to his taut ab
on as her fingers lingered. "This is nothing more than a fling fueled by our mutu
his muscles. "If you wish to stop me, do it now. I'm well sought
ayton was not h
him was straightforward.
intentions? It was unlikely he planned to persua
embrace as his breath quickened. He tilted her face up to his and
ould've thought that Yvonne Lawson of the esteemed Lawson f
that could indeed make Cl
anized family gathering. She had appeared demure and compli
discovering her boyfriend's unfaithfulness? Instead, she chose to silently depart and late
, and surrendered to the visceral desires
and searching. "Yvonne, is this seduction merely a plo
eply, but Clayton's firm g
and his tone laden with warning. "