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Leo’s movements stilled over her.
She looked up at him and bit her lip. All she could see were the strong planes of his face. He too was breathing harshly.
‘I … I have to tell you something.’
After a long moment Leo pulled back and reached over to put on a lamp beside the bed; it cast out a warm pool of low light. Abruptly he plucked his jeans off the floor and pulled them on roughly, standing up.
Angel felt very exposed and sat up, grabbing the sheet and pulling it around her.
Leo stood with hands on his hips, jeans undone. She could see the bulge of his arousal. He oozed such potent virility in that moment that Angel knew she was right to stop this now; she was no match for him. He needed a woman with experience, a woman to equal him, a woman like the women she’d seen on the internet. She felt sick.
‘Well, Angel? This had better be good.’
Angel would have stood, but the sheet was tucked into the bed so she sat awkwardly, holding it against her. She looked down for a moment, gathering her courage, and felt the welcome curtain of her hair around her face.
She looked up finally, and spoke at the same time as Leo.
‘Angel—’
‘I’m a virgin.’
They both stopped. Leo looked at her. A strange stillness seemed to come into his body, and the air grew thick with atmosphere around them.
‘What did you say?’
Angel gulped. ‘I said that I’m a virgin.’
Leo shook his head. ‘No, it’s impossible.’
Angel felt the cold trickle of humiliation come into her body. This was going to be so much worse than she’d envisaged. On an impulse to cover up properly she scooted quickly from the bed and plucked her dress off the floor, stepping into it and pulling it up over her chest, clutching it there with her hands.
She looked at Leo and fought to stay standing in the face of his obvious disbelief. ‘I’m afraid it is possible. I’m not what you …’ She bit her lip. ‘I’ve never been anyone’s mistress.’
Leo’s hand came out in a slashing movement; anger throbbed in his voice. ‘You’re lying. This is some game you’re playing. I’ve told you, Angel, I don’t play games.’
‘Neither do I,’ she said miserably. ‘And believe what you want, Leo, but I don’t think it would take long to prove you wrong.’
Leo just stared at her, his hands bunched into fists on his hips. It was as if he was trying to see inside her very soul.
Angel couldn’t take the intensity of his regard. She looked down and stupidly felt she had to apologise. She quashed the impulse. ‘We didn’t … there hasn’t exactly been the opportunity to discuss …’ She stopped. Mortified.
Leo’s tone had gone from angry to icy. ‘You could have informed me when I told you I was going to take you as my mistress.’
Angel looked up, stung, anger rising. To think that she was going through this humiliation again. ‘How? Was I supposed to just come out with it?’
Leo just glared at her, a muscle popping in his jaw. Angel felt deflated all of a sudden. She backed away. Leo didn’t let her escape his blistering gaze. ‘Dammit, Angel you should have told me.’
He stilled then, and instinctively Angel grew wary. He asked silkily, ‘Did you come back here to
sleep with me after discussing your options with your father? Like some kind of sacrificial virgin?’
Horror rose from Angel’s gut. She shook her head. ‘No. No. How could you think such a thing? My father isn’t even here, he’s gone to London.’
Leo raked a hand through his hair, making it flop with unruly sexiness onto his forehead. Angel’s belly clenched even now. She was aware of a pervading sense of hollow disappointment. Evidently he wasn’t willing to sleep with her, to take her innocence. Suddenly she couldn’t bear to be so vulnerable in front of him for a moment longer.
‘I’m going to go back to my room.’
After a long moment Leo just nodded, and said darkly, ‘I think that’s a good idea.’
