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Secrets Of His Forbidden Cinderella. CAITLIN CREWS
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isbn 9781474097833
Автор произведения CAITLIN CREWS
Жанр Современная зарубежная литература
Издательство HarperCollins
Teo wanted answers.
He prowled away from the desk, moving toward the chairs that sat before the fire. “Come in. Remove your coat. Sit, for a moment, as you deliver these little atom bombs of yours.”
He made that sound like an invitation. A request. It was neither.
Amelia did not move. She stood where she was, still just inside the door, and…scowled at him.
Teo was certainly not used to people contorting their face into any but the most obsequious and servile expressions, but that, too, was not the issue here. He reached one of the chairs, and waved his hand at it.
“Sit, please,” he said, and this time, it sounded far more like the order it was.
Amelia continued to scowl at him in obvious suspicion. But despite that, she moved closer. With obvious reluctance. In itself another insult.
“Most people consider it an honor to be in my presence,” he told her drily.
She sniffed. “They must not know you.”
And Teo’s memory was returning to him, slowly but surely. He normally preferred to pretend those years hadn’t happened. Those embarrassing, American years, when Marie French had draped herself over the priceless furniture, and laughed in that common, coarse way of hers. But now he had the faintest inklings of recollection where the daughter was concerned, and not only about those problematic curves.
Amelia had not faded quietly into the background, as would have been expected of any other girl her age. Not Marie French’s daughter. He had the sudden, surprisingly uncomfortable memory of the uppity little chit mouthing off. Not only to him, which was unaccountable, but on occasion to his father, as well.
Which was unacceptable.
He couldn’t say he much cared for either the recollection or a repeat of it now.
Amelia took her time moving across the floor, and then even more time shrugging out of her coat. Then, not to be outdone—and not to obey him totally under any circumstances—she then held it to her as if it was a shield as she sat down in the armchair Teo had indicated.
He took his time seating himself opposite her, putting together the pieces. If he squinted, he could see the pieces of the wild redhead who had made the tedious Masquerade that tradition insisted he throw far more entertaining than usual. He wished his body wasn’t so delighted at her return. It could only cloud the issue all over again.
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