Desire’s Embrace by Catherine Wolffe
Morgan lost the rest of her sentence as her scent came to him like a siren calling his name. Stepping toward her, he grappled with the beast for control. The creature within him growled. Morgan pulled her close, crushing her against his chest. Laura’s eyes grew wide. The kiss stole her breath as he molded his mouth over hers. Rough and callous, he forced her lips open. His tongue tangled with hers. She tasted as sweet as honey.
Laura shoved. A faint whimper escaped. Struggling, she managed to reach up, raking her nails across his neck in one violent sweep. The attack was like cold water sluicing over him. Howling in pain, he fell back. She stood, feet planted. Fury etched her face.
“How dare you?” Her words were breathless yet deadly calm. “How dare you, sir.” Her chest rose and fell with the effort.
Wiping the blood from his skin, Morgan stared as if for the first time. A silence fell between them. Morgan wheeled away. The silence continued. He glanced out the library window. Needing a bit of time to harness the beast, he supposed. Finally, composed once more he turned back. “Forgive me. I…I shouldn’t have done that.” The jut to her jaw said she doubted his sincerity. Why had he allowed the beast such leniency? When she was near, Morgan couldn’t control his urges. The beast reigned superior it seemed. Rather than endure her stare of contempt any longer, Morgan sidestepped her and reached for the cigar box. “I will not discuss my daughter with you unless the subject involves her lessons. Is that clear?”
Striking the match, he lit the cigar. His hands shook. Inhaling Morgan waited until the trembling subsided before facing her again. “In the future, Miss Sinclair, you’d be advised to stay out of things that aren’t any of your concern. Is that clear?” He peered at her over his smoke.
Laura nodded. “Will that be all, sir?” Glacial in tone, her words rang in his ears.
Rigid and regal, she turned on a dime. The cool click of the door’s latch echoed in the room as she disappeared into the hall.
Silently, he watched her go. Her lovely backside swayed in cadence with the pounding of his heart. “Damn it all to hell!” Dumping the cigar into the coffee cup atop the desk, he leaned in on the walnut wood. With his eyes closed, Morgan surmised he had a problem. The beast raged within. Morgan slammed his fists on the desk. How would he manage to share an entire evening with her? His ill-conceived idea would surely kill him. Raking a hand through his hair, Morgan sought the whiskey bottle he kept beneath the interior wall of his desk. He needed a drink. Throwing the first one back, he pondered the dregs in his glass. Perhaps David was right. Miss Sinclair’s presence wasn’t helping his situation. However, Sara was blooming into a bright and talented child with Miss Sinclair’s help. Despite her burgeoning transformation, Laura was good for the girl.
“Do not grieve over that which is past. The day dawns new with every sunrise – a gift for our pleasure.”
Jacquie Latimar – Desire’s Embrace
Morgan Latimar, a decorated Civil War veteran, and shifter seeks a nanny for his children. The woman who accepts the position can never know his secret. Yet, despite his Wolfen wisdom, Morgan craves the passionate, Laura Sinclair.
Laura Sinclair answers the post from the mysterious Louisiana widower. Soon she’s thrown into the world of Voodoo deep in the heart of Creole New Orleans, circa 1872. How can she perform her duties when she’s falling in love with the handsome Morgan Latimar. What secrets will she reveal and who will she believe?
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