Chapter 6
Bart noticed how Rebecca swayed on her feet beside him. From the briefest touch of her hand, his body was tense and needy with a longing that he hadn’t really felt since he'd been a teenager.
Women had been in his bed, but nothing like this. Not in a long time. He had goosebumps as he led her away from the dance floor without anyone noticing.
The music still played and the champagne flowed in a party that reminded him of the Great Gatsby--all that was missing was the light in the distance.
She gently squeezed his hand and he said, “This way.”
The mansion was farther behind them. His father’s pride and joy and headquarters for the House of Morgan’s legitimate family, and now Peter's, but also different than expected as he crossed the threshold, thanks to Peter's welcome.
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