Chapter Seven
After doing most of the manual labour involved in getting Alice’s belongings from the car up to her new room in the private wing of Davenport Manor, Ethan said he’d leave her to it. Disappointment dropped a stone into her gut—she’d enjoyed the sight of him lifting and bending, flexing those muscles; not to mention she was still feeling pretty hot from their earlier encounter.
Heaving a pleased sigh following the toe-curling kiss Ethan gave her as he headed out, Alice closed the door. She didn’t bother locking it—both men had a key anyway, so what was the point? She made a mental note to discuss privacy with them at a later date to avoid any potential embarrassment. Then she began unpacking.
After a while she came to the conclusion that some of her things simply didn’t belo
