The sharp peals shook Draycott awake as he drowsed somewhere between sleep and dreams, body and soul satiated in a way he had never before imagined possible.The Englishman frowned, making no move to answer. Her cheek to his chest, Kacey stirred restlessly, mumbling a protest at the intrusive noise. When the shrill ringing continued, her fingers tensed on Nicholas’s thigh.At last the insistent peals stopped.Draycott watched Kacey’s eyelids flutter, relieved that she did not wake.And then the ringing began again.With a smothered curse, Nicholas slipped from beneath Kacey’s warm body, twisted across the desk, and jerked the receiver to his ear. “Who is it?”Silence.And then from the other end of the line came the faint hiss of indrawn breath. “Dreaming again, Lord Draycott? Such a pity. But perhaps the American will ease your painful memories. Is she good in bed, by the way? Does she make you hard with desire? So different from Su Win, of course, for she knew how to pleasure you in the thousand ways of hand and tongue.”Not Trang, Nicholas thought, but who?
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