Chapter Twenty eight

He had not expected to want her this much. To feel the blood pounding in his veins as he stood in front of her in the sitting room. She was wearing another one of his shirts, and from the look of things, nothing beneath. He watched a blush rise up her high cheeks.

'Karis! -- I didn't know -- welcome, how was your trip?'

Karis stepped closer and tried not to feel victorious when she stepped back. He affected her -- but then, that was not new. He wanted to know if she was more attracted to his money, or whatever information it was she had been sent to steal from him, than she was attracted to him. He stepped even closer, and brushed the back of his hand down her face, across her lips, making her shiver.

'Have you missed me? Or has my absence given you more opportunity to steal from me.'

'Steal from you?' Her head that had been slightly bowed snapped up, so that Weruche found herself staring into the same expressive eyes that always held her spell bound. Beyond the mockery in them, the p