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Chapter 10

He experienced a moment of panic whilst he fumbled his way through the nightshirt to his groin and the relief at finding himself intact was considerable. He lay panting, but then his whole body seized as a memory claimed him at precisely the same moment his memory chose to walk through the door. His attention was on the cup he was carrying so Dearne had a moment to study the man. Not too tall, overlong, shaggy black hair that curled about a face with sharply defined cheekbones, and broad shoulders on an otherwise slender frame.

When Will looked up, Dearne stared into dark brown eyes, so dark they looked black. Will jumped and almost dropped the cup but then snapped his mouth shut, the mouth Dearne could recall kissing with alarming clarity. When the dark brows rammed down low into a ferocious scowl, Dearne’s heart sank. Christ, what had he done? A beating now might just finish him off.