Seeming to sense her withdrawal, Dom let her go with great reluctance. His face held a rueful expression as he stared down at her. ‘I just can’t keep my hands off of you,’ he groaned as he ran his hands through his hair.
‘So this isn't the place, then?’
Unintentionally, she glanced in the direction of Mary's bedroom. ‘The right place for us is nowhere. You have to leave me alone, Dom,’ she begged. ‘I can’t say no to you.'
‘Oh please, never say no!’ he struggled his way through the words, his handsome face was flushed with desire. ‘I need you, Sarah. I need you here.’
She swallowed. ‘You wanted me to leave England and never come back just a few days ago.’
‘And you know why.’ His gaze was heated. ‘And I was right. Every time we meet I...’ he broke off, biting his lip. ‘Even my mother
