Jan Colley - Melting The Icy Tycoon
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Doing her best to appear unperturbed, she poked the fire, then picked up her glass off the mantel and sipped the brackish red liquid. It was a full twenty, nail-biting seconds to the beat of an old Pink Floyd song, before Conn appeared. He stood, dwarfing the doorway, looking at her.
She took another big sip and let it rest in her mouth for a few moments while she submitted to the rake of his eyes. She had taken care dressing and was comfortable under his scrutiny, even if her pulse thumped in her ears.
After a long perusal, Conn raised his glass and sipped.
“Is the wine okay?”
He swallowed and inclined his head.
She carefully let her breath out and watched while he did a leisurely circle of the room. He reminded her of a wild animal, marking his territory. He paused often, studying every object: her four-foot wooden tiger, the burnished, naked art torso on the wall that seemed to move in the flickering firelight, a couple of family photos. Once his hand reached out to smooth over a section of wall that she had stripped and sanded for painting. He glanced at the candles on the coffee table and again at the line of tea lights on the mantel. He stared for quite a few moments at the platter of cheese and olives and dipping oils for the little chunks of crusty bread.
Eve inhaled. If he was going to lose it, it would be now.
Not once did he glance her way until he had come full circle. Then he stopped by the couch, brows raised sardonically in a pretence of asking her permission to sit.
Eve nodded.
When he was seated, he took another sip of wine, then leaned forward and placed the glass on the coffee table.
“You’ve gone to a lot of trouble.” He pointed his chin at the glass. “Wine. Food. Candles.” He looked up at her standing in front of the fire. You. The unspoken word danced in his eyes as they flickered and glowed up and down her body like the reflected flames.
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