In that order.
In silence they wandered down the wide passageway, occasionally halting for Cassie to peer into the windows.
For the moment Caine was content to allow her to behave as a normal female. It was all too rare that she was able to put aside the burden of her visions.
And as long as he didn’t detect any danger lurking. . .
His brain closed down as his searching gaze was snared by the sight of lace and ribbons and feminine temptation spread in front of a shop window.
Instinct alone had him herding Cassie through the door and into the hushed atmosphere of the exclusive store.
“What are you doing?” she asked in confusion.
“We did your shopping, now it’s my turn,” he informed her, moving toward a table that held a pile of satin teddies.
Oh ... hell.
Cassie halted at his side, her expression puzzled. “Here?”
“Absolutely.” Dropping his packages, Caine reached for a scarlet teddie, holding up the fragile garment for her inspection. “What do you think?”
“Tiny.” There was a faint hint of dimples. “I don’t think it will fit you.”
Heat blasted through him at the vivid image of Cassie wearing the lacy lingerie and spread across his bed, that same almost-smile teasing at her lips.
“We’ll take one of each color,” he croaked toward the saleswoman.
“They’re not very practical,” she protested.
“Practical is the last thing you should be when you’re wearing fine lingerie.”
Expecting an argument, Caine was caught off-guard when she reached to gently stroke a finger over the shimmering fabric.
“I suppose they’ll be comfortable to sleep in.”
Sleep?
Caine’s fantasy abruptly altered to reality. Which meant Cassie sleeping like a baby in one bed while he tossed and turned in another.
Did he really need to add in a skimpy bit of silk to increase torture?
“For one of us,” he wryly admitted.
Predictably she didn’t have a clue why he was suddenly questioning his own sanity.
“What?”
He headed toward the discreet sales desk at the back of the store, pulling his wallet from his pocket.
“I’m an idiot.”
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Chapter 1
Although Miss Jocelyn Kingly had never before encountered the devil, she was fairly certain he was currently sitting in her front parlor.
It was not so much his appearance that made her think of the Lord of the Netherworld, she grudgingly conceded.
Indeed, he might have been a beloved angel with his long, tawny curls that framed a lean countenance and brushed his wide shoulders. His eyes were a pure, shimmering gold with long black lashes that would make any woman gnash her teeth in envy. His features were carved with a delicate male beauty.
But there was nothing angelic in the decided glint of wicked humor in those magnificent eyes and sensuous cut of those full lips.
And, of course, the indecent charm of those deep dimples.
She should have sent him on his way the moment he arrived upon her doorstep. Not even for a moment should she be considering the notion of allowing such a disturbing gentleman into her home.
She would have to be mad.
When she had first been struck with the notion of renting her attics, it had been with the prospect of discovering a quiet, comfortable tenant. Someone who would not disturb the peace of her household.
Unfortunately there were few such tenants who desired to live in a neighborhood that hovered on the edge of the stews. The local pickpockets and prostitutes did not possess the funds to pay the rent, even if she were to consider allowing them into her home. And the few gentlemen who possessed businesses in the area already owned their own property, usually far from St. Giles.
Which left Lucien Valin.
A shiver raced down her spine.
