“Cancel dinner and take her to bed. Let her build a little nest in the bedroom and keep her there until she takes her last breath.”
The demon in his brain was howling with his own s****l frustration.
He pushed the thoughts aside. He needed to reign in his own libido. The desire he felt for Iris was overwhelming him. What fifteen years ago he considered an intense calling to take the girl, hide her away from the world and protect her, the need to keep her hidden away now wasn’t for protection but because he wanted her naked and writhing beneath him.
As she closed herself into the bathroom to finish getting ready, he returned to his office and sat at his computer. Ignoring the ever-flashing desk phones, he pulled open the files on his desktop and grimaced at the waiting file on the Parke
