Totes getting off on this Lady Corliss thing.
She then dramatically swept off hergigantohat, nearly hitting…
Loren.
“Oh my gods!”I cried, tossing my book aside.
I hopped off the couch, ran across the space, and threwmyself at him.
I pulled his head down to mine and gave him all I had.
His arms closed around me, tight, he growled into my mouth,and obviously with all that yumminess, it instantly got heated.
I vaguely heard my mom tutting and muttering, “Kids.”
I also heard a man clear his throat.
Loren tore his mouth away.
I pouted and panted.
He let me go but grabbed my hand and started dragging medown the hall.
“We’ll be back,” he said.
“Don’t mind me,” Maitland replied.“I’ll be fine as my lifejust became all about studying thisextraordinarypainting of thepark.”
I looked over my shoulder to see Maitland wink at me.
And then Loren pulled me into the study.
He whipped me around.
I slammed into his body.
He slammed the door.
We went at it again.
My gods, I barely knew him.
But I missed him.
I was pressed back to the desk, and he was pressed to mewhen his mouth left mine and went to my ear.
“Fuck,” he growled.
“Why’d you stop?”I bitched.
“Because I’m not having you first in a carriage, and I’m nothaving you first on a davenport in a study.”
I grabbed his head and pulled it back to me.
We made out again.
He ended it…again.
“I feel it safe to confess I’m enamored of your greeting,dear heart, but we must talk.”
