One Dangerous Desire
by Christy Carlyle
Series: Accidental Heirs, #3
Genre: Historical Romance
Publisher: Avon Impulse
Publisher: Avon Impulse
Release Date: April 19, 2016
In a bet between two old flames . . .
Rex Leighton dominates the boardroom by day and prowls the ballroom at night. Searching for the perfect bride to usher him into the aristocracy, he abandoned the idea of love the last time he saw the delicious May Sedgwick. But when he’s roped into a bet, where the prize is the means to fund his greatest ambition and the stakes are a marriage he’s already planning for, Rex is willing to go all in. There’s just one problem—he’s competing against the only woman he’s ever loved.
Only love can take it all
May Sedgwick could be the belle of the season . . . if she cared. She is more interested in the art studio than the marriage market and her craving to pursue her passion far outweighs her wish for a titled husband. Winning this bet will finally allow May to follow her true artistic desires. Rex losing is just a side benefit, as are his breathtaking kisses that she just can’t resist.
When May is forced to choose between the dream she never knew she wanted and the man she’s never been able to forget, Rex must convince her desire is worth a bit of danger.
He lowered himself onto the settee, his weight dipping her lower into the upholstery. She moved away from him, but he leaned close, his heat warming the side of her body. “It’s you, May. You’re always what draws me.”
When she turned to face him, he leaned forward and reached a hand up to her face.
“W-what are you doing?”
After drawing a feather-light touch across her cheek, he drew back to show her his wet fingertip. “You’re crying.”
“I’m not crying.” May lifted a hand and swiped at her cheeks, stunned to find dampness on both.
“Then it’s worse than I feared.” One of his lopsided grins made her stomach tumble. “It seems you’re leaking from the corner of each eye.”
“Don’t tease me.” Pushing lightly against his shirtfront to create a bit of space between them, May found her palm crushed against the solid plane of his chest.
He clasped her hand in place with his own. “Feel that?”
“I . . .” Her mind failed her. Her tongue tangled in her mouth. Sensation was all she could manage, absorbing the jump of his heartbeat against her skin.
“No feigning. No tease. That is what you do to me.”
She’d felt like this before. Tipping, her heart in her throat, her head in the clouds. Toppling, faster and further, into a love that would swallow her up if she let herself go.
“I’m not the girl I was six years ago.”
He wrapped his arm around her, nudging her closer, lowering his head as if he’d take her lips. “I know who you are, May. I’ve never forgotten.”
When she turned to face him, he leaned forward and reached a hand up to her face.
“W-what are you doing?”
After drawing a feather-light touch across her cheek, he drew back to show her his wet fingertip. “You’re crying.”
“I’m not crying.” May lifted a hand and swiped at her cheeks, stunned to find dampness on both.
“Then it’s worse than I feared.” One of his lopsided grins made her stomach tumble. “It seems you’re leaking from the corner of each eye.”
“Don’t tease me.” Pushing lightly against his shirtfront to create a bit of space between them, May found her palm crushed against the solid plane of his chest.
He clasped her hand in place with his own. “Feel that?”
“I . . .” Her mind failed her. Her tongue tangled in her mouth. Sensation was all she could manage, absorbing the jump of his heartbeat against her skin.
“No feigning. No tease. That is what you do to me.”
She’d felt like this before. Tipping, her heart in her throat, her head in the clouds. Toppling, faster and further, into a love that would swallow her up if she let herself go.
“I’m not the girl I was six years ago.”
He wrapped his arm around her, nudging her closer, lowering his head as if he’d take her lips. “I know who you are, May. I’ve never forgotten.”
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