Chapter 9
Cassie laughed when Gabriel insisted on scooping her up and carrying her up the Manor’s stairs, ‘like a proper gentleman’. His English accent thickened, the polished notes making her shiver as she slid her arms around his neck and held on for dear life. Added to the fact that he was likely the most handsome man on the planet, his smooth, low voice and posh accent were practically unfair to mankind.
“A gentleman, huh?” she teased as they reached Gabriel’s rooms. Cassie admired the light beard he sported today, the gentle curl in his chestnut hair, the hard line of his jaw. And those eyes, those eyes the color of the deepest ocean, devouring her with such carnal interest…
Gabriel paused at the door to his bedroom to look down at Cassie, his eyes blazing with hunger.
“I suppose
