I can guarantee she will.
Yeah, thats a tricky one. Winston is the head dark suit at the Palace.Then wed best make sure he doesnt find out. Continue your reports . . . just keep them . . . vague. General. Were all good here at Anthorp Castle, how the hell are you?
He still looks like the weak link.So I put all my cards on the table.Look, James, I am Prince of Pembrook now. And I realize Im not Nicholas; I never will be. But if this goes south I wont let you or your boys take the fall, I swear it. So, it comes down to trust. Either you believe in me or you dont.
And I really need someone to fucking believe in me. Even for just a little while.Jamess blue eyes read mine, like hes delving into my brain. After a long moment, he scrubs his hands down his face. Fuck it—were with you, Prince Henry.
The lads nod behind him and I cant not smile.
Youre good men. Ive always liked you. Youre going places, I can tell.When he didnt finish the thought, she eased back so she was kneeling. I didnt mean to make things awkward. But that does seem to be my theme for tonight. Maybe I should have checked my horoscope. It probably says something like, Keep your mouth shut.
Silas sat forward and took her face in his hands, in that way he did. You would do that for me?Of course. I mean…well, you look like you could use it. When was the last time you fed?
He answered the question by virtue of his scent, that spice of his flaring, his eyes going to her wrist, which was bare.Instantly, she was hot all over.