Chapter 22
Lila didn’t speak until he locked the door to his room behind Tommy. Then he whirled, and in the low lamplight, felt himself transform from woman to man in the time it took Tommy to blink.
There was no need to remove the dress he wore or the pins in his hair. No, the change was deeper than that—despite his feminine appearance, Lila’s masculinity shone through in the jut of his jaw, the flash of his eyes, the anger clenching his teeth. Anything pretty or petite he’d felt moments earlier downstairs disappeared in the sanctity of his room. There was nothing soft or tender about his voice here where no one else could overhear him. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
Tommy stood his ground. “Spending the evening with you. I’ve been looking forward to this all damn day.”
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