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Except when she turned around, he was standing in the middle of the living area reading—readingThe Duke’s Desire.

What the—

Embarrassment gripped her. Generally, she kept her reading material to herself. Not everyone in her gritty, male-orientated world appreciated the merits of steamy historical romance.

“What are you—” She set the water down and rushed forward, grabbing for her book. “Doing?”

He held it aloft and stepped back, his eyes wide as he stared at her. “Wow, this is heavy, twisted stuff. Kinky as fuck.”

“Give it to me.” She tried to grab it again, but it was no good. Wyatt was too damn tall. “Now.”

“But I’m reading it.” He grinned. “It’s just getting to the good part. The maid is going to get a hard spanking then a hard fucking. She’s gonna take it from behind I’d guess.”

“Give me my book. You have no right…” She jumped, but he just stepped back. “Give. Now.”

“Say please.”

“What?” She frowned, her cheeks flushing.

“Say please, then you get your book.”

She glared at him. Who the heck did he think he was?

He tipped his head, a strand of his hair falling over his left eye. His annoying grin was still in place.

“Please,” she snapped.

He twitched his eyebrows. “Here you go.”

She lunged for the book as soon as it was within reach. “How dare you, that’s mine.”

“It’s only a book.” He shoved his hands into the front pockets of his pants. “But not like any book I’ve seen before.”

She huffed. “You read much?” Irritation prickled her skin. “Go to the library every week?”

“I would read if I had books like that. Books that get me hard.” He leaned closer. “Is that why you’re reading it? To get off?”

“Oh, just get out, will you?” She pointed at the door. “And leave me alone.”

“Are you sure? ’Cause I could turn fiction into reality for you. I could be your very own kinky duke.”

A strangled noise, a mix of indignation and anger, caught in her throat.

He laughed. “Oh my, you’ve gone quite red in the face, probably as red as the ass on that maid after the duke’s finished with her.”

“I mean it, get out, or … or … I’ll get my brother.”

“Your brother. You think I’m scared of him?”

“You should be. He’s very protective when it comes to me.”

“I’m sure he is. I would be if you were mine.” He paused. “Though there would be nothing brotherly about how I would look after you. I’d have you naked, writhing in pleasure as I adored you, and—”

“Go!” She marched to the door and gripped the handle. “Now.”

He chuckled. “Okay, okay, I’ll leave you to your chili and the duke’s big hard cock.” He walked up to her. “But you know where I am if you have any other appetites that need sating. If you need arealbig hard cock.” He leaned close, the scent of faded cologne, beer, and oil filling the space between them. “Because if you do, then I’m your guy.”

“Are you always this irritating?” She glared up at him.


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