Page 28 of Midnight with the Marquess (The St. Clairs 2)

“I think my time as a tutor has come to an end.”

No!

“You promised you’d teach me how to kiss properly,” she calmly reminded him, her pulse jumping. “I assume you are a man of your word. I promise you that I will keep my hands off your member. Off any man’s member. At least until I am married. Then I suppose it’s expected for me to touch it. Frequently.”

Evan glared at her. “One more lesson,” he said, no room for bargaining present.

“One more,” she agreed, raising her chin a notch. “Here. Tomorrow. At midnight.”

Before she knew what was happening, he yanked her to him. His mouth came down hard on hers, bruising her. Then just as quickly, he pushed her away and stormed from the room.

Rachel’s fingertips came to her lips.

Something had changed between them with that kiss.

The question was... what?

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