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their clothing, she was aware of his firm chest pressing against hers. Her nipples were hard and aching against her corset.
    Evelyn softened into him. It didn’t matter that the driver and footmen were likely watching them, open-mouthed. She cared little for their opinions and it tickled her that they’d be gossiping tonight.
    The heat of Pierce’s palm pressed through her gown and fairly branded the base of her spine. Heat washed over her in waves as his tongue searched her mouth and he pressed harder. She knew with utter certainty she wanted this man—that he would give her what she’d been longing for.
    He broke away, his breaths coming hard. “I will not apologise. I’ve been wishing to do that since yesterday.”
    “I would expect no apology nor ask for one,” she replied huskily. She gripped his arm, fearing he intended to leave her. “Stay.”
    Both dark brows rose but he remained.
    “I have a proposal. Please stay.”
    He inclined his head. “As if I could say no.”
    “Baker, take the carriage away,” she said to the driver. “We won’t be needing it today.”
    The closed cab rumbled off, and she prayed she was right, that Pierce would accept her proposal.
    Evelyn led him into the house and through the main drawing room to the study. It might all belong to her son, but while he studied she ran everything. Evidence of her work was scattered across the tops of the three desks while books sat open. She ignored the overstuffed and worn armchair her husband used to occupy and motioned to the chair opposite the largest desk.
    He sat and watched her expectantly. “This is all very curious, Evelyn.”
    Hands clasped in front of her to stop them from shaking, she paced past him and then back. How did one propose such a thing? Bold she might be, but in matters of the...well not the heart, but the body at least? She hadn’t kissed another man since Rupert’s passing. The taste and feel of Pierce still burned on her lips and threatened to light a fuse through the rest of her body. She felt a little like a powder keg next to a lit fire. One spark and she’d explode.
    “I have been of the mind to—” No, that was too formal. “Cynfell, I think—” No, too brash.
    He stood and brushed his hands down his trousers to straighten them. “Evelyn, out with it. You need not feel uncomfortable around me. I know you are not one to mince your words.”
    She gazed into his youthful face and smiled. “I think there are few who feel uncomfortable around you. You have a way of putting people at ease and you well know it.”
    Pierce gave a shrug. “I am skilled at many things.”
    “And as a lover?”
    He skimmed a hand down her arm. “I have had no complaints.”
    Evelyn pursed her lips and summoned her courage—a courage that never normally seemed so distant. “What if you were to be my lover?”
    “Your lover?” He said the words slowly, tauntingly, as if he hadn’t even considered the possibility. She had the strong suspicion he was toying with her.
    She moved away from him in a bid to ensure he didn’t doubt her words. Setting her hands on her hips, she eyed him. “At this time in my life, I see no point in dancing around the things that one wants. I am attracted to you, Cynfell, and I believe you are to me too.”
    “It’s safe to say that, yes.”
    “Therefore, I think we could come to a mutually beneficial arrangement.”
    “I’m sure we can find a way to make this very beneficial for both of us.” Pierce slunk closer, forcing her to hold up a palm.”
    “I don’t wish for a quick tumble. I am a flesh and blood woman, and I have needs.”
    “Yes.” Another step closer.
    “What I am trying to say, is that I see no need to waste time. I can offer you much, and in return, you can give me the things for which I wish.”
    “And these are?”
    “Pleasure, the comfort of another human being, good conversation, company.”
    “Not much then,” he said dryly.
    “For three months.”
    “My, you