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Her arms circled his neck, and her forearms rested on his shoulders. Her luscious lips were so close. Her pupils dilated, her eyes smoky.

“The diamond will look so much better against your décolletage than my chest.” He moved the necklace back to her neck and fastening the clasp. He arranged the diamond over her breastbone.

It occurred to him that she wasn’t wearing the copper Minerva coin around her neck anymore.

At least she wore the Wish Diamond. At least he could give her a lavish gift to make up for the hurt he’d caused. After they found the stone and left Paris, he’d give her the diamond. She’d probably donate it to a museum but he would always have this memory.

The pale purple diamond flickering with light, reflected in her eyes.

His fingers didn’t want to leave her skin.

“Will I be enough of an enticement?” she asked.

“You’d give a marble statue a cock-stand, Indy.”

She chuckled. “Is that right?” Her gaze traveled down his body.

He didn’t even attempt to hide the power she held over him. The silk robe had parted to reveal his linen pantaloons, which were fitting very snugly at the moment.

“Now, listen here,” she said, tilting her head down. “We need to have a chat.”

Was she talking to hiscock?

“Women are good for so much more than bedfellows alone. I know that’s all you’re interested in, but your master does possess an intellect, however diminished by debaucherous pursuits, and he must learn to treat females as equals and include them in his plans and speak to them as more than just ornaments. He mustn’t make decisions on their behalf.”

She lifted her head and smiled devastatingly. “Men are always underestimating me.” She moved away, the smile dropping from her lips. “Don’t make that mistake again, Raven.”

So this had all been a lesson. She’d been toying with him. “Believe me, I won’t.”

He’d never underestimated her. He’d had to hide his admiration and respect. He’d been cheering for her this whole time, exulting in every one of her achievements.

“All I want from you is your respect,” she said. “Stop treating me like a female to shelter and protect, and treat me as an equal partner.

“Equal partner. Understood. Er, the valet will be here any moment. I think I should have a moment to...” He waved a hand at his genitals. “Compose myself.”

She smiled wickedly.

Gods. Not another wicked smile. She had to leave.

There was a knock on the door.

“Too late,” she whispered, and dashed toward the large oak wardrobe, climbing inside and pulling the door closed.

Perfect.Now he had a stiff cock, a voluptuous woman hidden in his wardrobe, and a valet who was here to disrobe him.

“Enter,” Raven called. He’d make sure the encounter was brief.

“Good evening, Your Grace.”

“Harris.”

“I’ve come to fit you for your evening wear, and I’ll be happy to perform any other little duties you may require, since you’ve not brought you own valet.”

There’s a whip-brained bonfire of a seductress in my wardrobe. Would you mind taking her away and giving her a good dousing with ice-cold water before she burns the house down?

Harris held up a measuring tape. “May I take your measurements?”

Raven was about to send the man packing when a roguish thought occurred to him. Indy had been teaching him a lesson.

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