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I felt wretched as I fed the twins after their romp in the garden. The maid fussed around but I was hardly aware of their presence. One of the staff appeared at the door,” Ma’am, you need to go to the study.” I stood up, disentangling myself from my babies’ arms.
I entered the large study which occupied an entire side of the house with some trepidation. Although it was dark, only the lamps around the enormous table had been lit, falling on the head of the man who sat, surrounded by papers. And the inevitable tumbler of whiskey.
Feeling like a truant child summoned to the Principal’s office for a hiding, I walked forward slowly, rubbing my moist palms on the pockets of my jeans.
Gaston sat back, watching me approach, his hooded eyes watching every step. Why did this man have such an effect on me? I wondered. Although I had spent so many hours of passion with him, he still made me feel breathless.
I stopped a few feet away from the desk and waited. Gaston looked breathtakingly attractive. He had opened the buttons of his shirt, exposing his deep chest. The tiredness on his face was obvious but …I licked my lips.
For a long moment, he said nothing, only sliding his eyes over my body.