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Annoyed breath left her tragically appetising lips. “You are insufferable.”
She signalled for the coachman to leave, reluctantly accepting him inside here. A victory, if he had to confess it. To her, never.
Her attention ran away to the darkened night through the curtain slit. Her stance tight, buttoned up, contained. He much preferred her explosive, challenging, passionate person.
Suddenly, she turned her head to him, a firm glint in those liquid eyes. “You made a fool of me.”
He crossed his arms and met her stare fully. “No, I did not.”
“Yes, you did.” She countered assuredly. “Not only me, the government, too.”
“Our secret group came from the military. People I met while at war.” He explained unmoved. “It has nothing to do with those soppy bureaucrats you associate with in the government.”
Anger flushed her flawless skin. “Soppy? With all the trouble you gave us?” She scoffed. “That is rich!”
Her voice affected him even though it came coated in disagreement. He was finding it straining to keep his hands where they rested on his legs.
“If you say so.” He made sure his stance remained cold, because she had the power to push him to a tangle of irrational reactions.
“You lied unscrupulously the whole time.” The accusation stung. He would never boast that stain to anyone.
“It was unfortunate, but it had to be like this.” He did not doubt it for a millisecond.
His muscles bunched under his too warm clothes, trying to refrain from wanting her. His guts felt very much as if they were catching fire.
“Treating me as a brainless idiot, you mean.” Now she crossed her arms, her breasts gathering in between, in a defiant posture that did nothing for his cool head. Well, not so cool, he must own up after all.
“I hid it for your protection.” He defended, having difficulty not to stare–and remember–the paradise those mounds promised. He hardened instantly with the view.
“How abnegate!” Her chin lifted higher, eyes squinted mistrustful. She was all fury and passion.
“Anyone who knew of our plans would be in danger.” His torso came forward, his stare piercing her. “Spies swarm everywhere in times of war and even after it.”
“You did not need to do it.” She became angrier. “I can take care of myself.”
“You can handle one man. What if there were several?” He questioned, though he knew his doubt about her abilities would get her fuming.
The way she incinerated him with her ire confirmed his forecast. “I do not need your protection!” She emitted hotly. “My work is outstanding on its own.”
The incineration had a nefarious effect on his lower abdomen.
“This is the point, is it not?” He pushed further. “That I doubted your capabilities.”
“Do not dare patronise me!” Her expression crumpled more, her torso came forward, brazen. They sat inches apart, combatant. Fiery.
His blood’s temperature sweltered with the view of her like this, but he managed to keep his head. “I will not apologise for prioritising your safety.” He would not give her an inch of this.
“I do not want it, you hear me?” Her fists flew to her narrow waist, the movement spread her perfume through the air to tantalise him.
It had been too long without her.
To deal with their discussion and resist his caveman impulses proved an arduous task because now his blood abandoned his head for another destination entirely.
His stance remained apparently nonchalant. “It matters not to me.” He delivered in that threatening silk tone his reg
iment learned to fear.
Not her, of course. If possible her posture became more challenging, slipping him further into chaos. “What matters to you is none of my business.”
