woman in the house.
First of all, it wouldn’t have been a quiet coupling. The clatter of the desktop’s items hitting the floor would have only been the beginning of it. Eshe suspected that if they hadn’t been interrupted she would already be howling like a wolf and urging Armand on. Secondly, when immortals reached completion, it was generally followed by both parties passing out, overwhelmed by the pleasure assaulting them. That would have been a very vulnerable position to be found in, and sweet as she seemed to be, Mrs. Ramsey was just nosy enough that Eshe wouldn’t have put it past the woman to come walking in to see what was what. She certainly would have gotten an eyeful.
“Mr. Argeneau?” Mrs. Ramsey called again.
“Yes, Enid. Everything is fine,” Armand said this time, pulling away from Eshe and letting her T-shirt fall back into place as he moved to do up the belt and jeans she’d just gotten undone. “I just knocked the phone off the desk.”
“Oh. Okay. I was just coming to tell you that when you asked me about a good place to shop for women’s clothes this morning when I got here, I forgot to mention the Bay. It has some nice things and it’s in White Oaks Mall in London, which has a lot of clothing stores in it. It might be the best place for you to take Eshe. Or there’s Masonville Mall on the other end of town. It has some nice stores as well.”
Eshe raised an eyebrow at Armand, but he was concentrating on the task of doing up his belt and didn’t catch the silent question. He simply said, “Thank you, Mrs. Ramsey. We’ll be heading there right now actually.”
“Oh, that’s nice. You should take Eshe to dinner while you’re in town. Moxie’s is nice,” she added cheerfully, and then said, “I’ll probably be gone when you get back so I’ll say good-bye now, but I’ll be back on Friday.”
“Yes. We’ll see you Friday, then. And thank you for the shopping advice,” Armand called, finishing with his belt and reaching out to offer Eshe a hand to get off the desk.
Eshe met his gaze, smiled wryly, but shook her head and got herself off the desk without touching him. She was afraid that even that innocent touch would break the control she was slowly regaining over her body. It seemed they were going shopping. Probably a smart move, she thought on a sigh, though smart wasn’t always satisfying. Still, it would give her a chance to reconsider this path she’d chosen and perhaps give her a chance to set them on a new one if she could. Eshe was starting to think that letting Armand know that she couldn’t read him and that her other appetites were awakening might have been a bad one. Lucian had warned her to watch her back last night before leaving…which was hard to do when she was lying on it.
Four
“So what are we going to do?”
Armand glanced toward Eshe in the passenger seat of his pickup, for one moment thinking she meant about the fact that they appeared to be life mates. Of course that was only because it was the elephant that had been sitting in his mind since they’d left the house and headed out for the city and the malls awaiting there. Eshe was his life mate. After all these centuries, he’d been fortunate enough to find a second one. It was a hell of a surprise. The problem was, he wasn’t sure if it was a pleasant one yet. That being the case, he was trying to decide how to answer her question when she added, “I gather we’re going shopping for clothes for me, but why?”
“Oh.” Armand forced his eyes back to the road and his mind to the question. It took him a minute to do so, however, and he was frowning over that fact as he said, “Lucian said you needed clothes for your stay here. He said to take you shopping and gave me the company card to buy them on.”
Eshe made a disgusted sound and then sighed unhappily. “I suppose my leathers don’t exactly blend in out here.”
“No,” Armand agreed, his eyes straying from the road to her
First of all, it wouldn’t have been a quiet coupling. The clatter of the desktop’s items hitting the floor would have only been the beginning of it. Eshe suspected that if they hadn’t been interrupted she would already be howling like a wolf and urging Armand on. Secondly, when immortals reached completion, it was generally followed by both parties passing out, overwhelmed by the pleasure assaulting them. That would have been a very vulnerable position to be found in, and sweet as she seemed to be, Mrs. Ramsey was just nosy enough that Eshe wouldn’t have put it past the woman to come walking in to see what was what. She certainly would have gotten an eyeful.
“Mr. Argeneau?” Mrs. Ramsey called again.
“Yes, Enid. Everything is fine,” Armand said this time, pulling away from Eshe and letting her T-shirt fall back into place as he moved to do up the belt and jeans she’d just gotten undone. “I just knocked the phone off the desk.”
“Oh. Okay. I was just coming to tell you that when you asked me about a good place to shop for women’s clothes this morning when I got here, I forgot to mention the Bay. It has some nice things and it’s in White Oaks Mall in London, which has a lot of clothing stores in it. It might be the best place for you to take Eshe. Or there’s Masonville Mall on the other end of town. It has some nice stores as well.”
Eshe raised an eyebrow at Armand, but he was concentrating on the task of doing up his belt and didn’t catch the silent question. He simply said, “Thank you, Mrs. Ramsey. We’ll be heading there right now actually.”
“Oh, that’s nice. You should take Eshe to dinner while you’re in town. Moxie’s is nice,” she added cheerfully, and then said, “I’ll probably be gone when you get back so I’ll say good-bye now, but I’ll be back on Friday.”
“Yes. We’ll see you Friday, then. And thank you for the shopping advice,” Armand called, finishing with his belt and reaching out to offer Eshe a hand to get off the desk.
Eshe met his gaze, smiled wryly, but shook her head and got herself off the desk without touching him. She was afraid that even that innocent touch would break the control she was slowly regaining over her body. It seemed they were going shopping. Probably a smart move, she thought on a sigh, though smart wasn’t always satisfying. Still, it would give her a chance to reconsider this path she’d chosen and perhaps give her a chance to set them on a new one if she could. Eshe was starting to think that letting Armand know that she couldn’t read him and that her other appetites were awakening might have been a bad one. Lucian had warned her to watch her back last night before leaving…which was hard to do when she was lying on it.
Four
“So what are we going to do?”
Armand glanced toward Eshe in the passenger seat of his pickup, for one moment thinking she meant about the fact that they appeared to be life mates. Of course that was only because it was the elephant that had been sitting in his mind since they’d left the house and headed out for the city and the malls awaiting there. Eshe was his life mate. After all these centuries, he’d been fortunate enough to find a second one. It was a hell of a surprise. The problem was, he wasn’t sure if it was a pleasant one yet. That being the case, he was trying to decide how to answer her question when she added, “I gather we’re going shopping for clothes for me, but why?”
“Oh.” Armand forced his eyes back to the road and his mind to the question. It took him a minute to do so, however, and he was frowning over that fact as he said, “Lucian said you needed clothes for your stay here. He said to take you shopping and gave me the company card to buy them on.”
Eshe made a disgusted sound and then sighed unhappily. “I suppose my leathers don’t exactly blend in out here.”
“No,” Armand agreed, his eyes straying from the road to her
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