and he was near to hyperventilating. He really wanted to kiss her again.
‘Indigo, I’m trying really hard to maintain control, here.’
‘What if you didn’t have to?’ She stroked his face, and he turned his head to press a kiss into her palm. ‘What if you could be whoever you wanted to be, just for, say, one night?’
‘What scares me,’ he admitted, ‘is that I don’t think one night with you would be enough.’
‘A week, then. A fortnight. Maybe until you go back to Melvante. Look, you can still do whatever it is you planned to do here—spending time with Gus, thinking things through, sorting out kingly strategies. And I have work to do on the window. I’m not going to back out of my business commitments.’ She paused. ‘But, in between the business stuff, there are spaces.’
He could see what she meant. ‘Spaces where we can just be.’
‘Together,’ she confirmed softly.
He sat down on the chesterfield and pulled her onto his lap. ‘Your arguments are very persuasive, Ms Moran.’
She inclined her head. ‘Why, thank you, Your Royal Highness.’
‘Though I still feel dishonourable, offering you nothing but a fling.’
‘They’re the only kind of terms that either of us is in a position to offer,’ she pointed out. ‘So it’s your choice, Lorenzo. Cold showers—or this.’ She cupped his face in her hands and skimmed her mouth against his.
His lips tingled where her skin touched his, and he couldn’t help tightening his arms round her and responding to her kiss in kind.
‘This,’ he said when he could finally drag his mouth away from hers. ‘This.’
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