*Tia*
Montie had been attracted to me, and had wanted me. He had made that clear the evening he introduced himself But he had never looked at me with the smoldering intensity that Killian does. While he sits across from me, several feet away, I am acutely aware of the desire thrumming off him as the wine is poured. Although desire seems too tame a word.
He had wanted to spread me out on the desk and have his way with me. I had seen it in his eyes. I do not know whether to be flattered or insulted that he managed to keep his urges under control.
I would be wise not to taunt him so brazenly, not to give the impression that I am somewhat of a wanton, but I need the marriage consummated before the sun next rises.
It’s the only way to ensure this arrangement can’t be easily undone, the only
