Insufferable man.
“Very well, I can see there is no use in fighting you on this. You will not, however, be sharing my chambers.”
“What if De Roux attacks you and I cannot get to you in time?”
“I can hold him off until you arrive all heroic and out of breath.”
Simon shook his head once. “What if he attacks you and I don’t hear it?”
“That will not happen.”
A vein in his jaw ticked, but Belle could be just as stubborn. She folded her arms over her chest. “I’m afraid I must insist.”
“Fine,” he growled.
“Good. You can sleep in one of my brother’s chambers if you prefer. No servant will bother you there.”
A low growl rumbled in his chest, but he said nothing as he stalked from her room with a nod of acknowledgment. Once he was gone, she let out the breath she’d been holding. She lifted a trembling hand to her lips, where his tongue had tempted her.
He’d completely taken her by the unawares. Not just by his kiss, but also by her intense reaction to him. How confounding. This was Westfield! Brother to her dear friend Evelyn! A beautiful, yes, but infuriating man!
So fine, she may have entertained a fantasy or two, but she never imaginedthis! Sure, she outrageously flirted with men on most occasions, but at most, they’d only managed to ever tempt a smile from her. Westfield had managed to turn her entire world upside down with just one kiss.
Belle began to think that allowing him to stay in her house at all had been a terriblybadidea.
