Secrets of the Playboy's Bride

Secrets of the Playboy's Bride by Leanne Banks

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just distantly polite. Instead, he’d been charming. With his arm around her, she could almost believe he felt protective of her. Almost.

    L eo drank a beer while he watched Calista take a few bites of her turkey sandwich. Her gaze skittered from his and she took tiny sips from her water. It took him a moment to read her, but then realization jolted him. She was nervous . He’d noticed her nerves at the wedding, but assumed they would pass after the vow-taking.
    She was still on edge, he noticed, and felt a foreign twist of tenderness toward her. Virginal nerves, he concluded. In this day and age, who would have thought it? There was no need to worry, he thought as he took in the sight of her. He could have easily seduced her before now. Some odd sense of ethics he hadn’t known he possessed had made him pause.
    No need for that anymore, he realized as he watched her lick her lips after she took another drink of water. “The sandwich was a good idea, thanks,” she said.
    “I frequently have good ideas,” he said, holding her gaze.
    “I’m sure you do,” she said.
    “It’s been a long day,” he said. “We should go upstairs.”
    Calista’s heart jumped into her throat. She’d known this would happen. Leo was now her husband. He would pay for the security of her sisters’ future and she would pay by being his wife, albeit temporarily. Part of her couldn’t dismiss the fact that this man was connected to her father’s financial failure and subsequent death. In a way it would be making love with the devil.
    She took a deep breath. There was no need to be melodramatic now. Leo was just a man, not a god or a devil. Right? Why was she so apprehensive? It wasn’t as if she…
    Stiffening her spine, she told herself to buck up to her end of the deal. “Can I grab another water?” she asked with a smile.
    “I have plenty in my room.” He extended his hand and his gaze fell over her like the heat from a midafternoon scorching summer day. She took his hand and he led her upstairs, stopping at his bedroom door to open it. Before she realized it, he swooped her up into his arms and carried her inside.
    “Oh,” she said. “A surprise.”
    “It’s a tradition. Since you’re a new bride, I thought you might enjoy it,” he said, his face close to hers.
    All too aware of his strength, she spotted a bottle of champagne and a tray of strawberries next to the huge bed that seemed to dominate the wall facing the windows. Lit candles provided a seductive ambiance. She clung to his shoulders. “I didn’t know you were much for traditions.”
    “I’m not,” he said. “But I don’t have to buck all of them.”
    He set her down on the bed. “Now we can have a private toast,” he said and popped open the champagne. He spilled the light golden liquid into one flute then another.
    Giving her one of the glasses, he lifted his own. “To us and all the traditions we’ll make and break together.” He clicked his glass against hers. “Starting tonight.”
    Her heart hammered at the expression on his face. He looked as if he could literally consume her. She’d known he was highly sexual from the first time she’d seen him in person, but now she wondered if she would be able to…Pushing the thought from her mind again, she nodded and took a long drink of champagne, then another. She suspected, however, that she would need to consume the entire bottle to bring her anxiousness under control.
    Leo sat on the bed and lifted his hand to cup her cheek. “There’s no need to be nervous.”
    “I’m not,” she said. “Really.”
    His lips lifted in a half grin. “You just need something else to think about,” he said and lowered his mouth to hers. His lips were sensually rich and expressive. He rubbed his mouth from side to side, slipping his tongue inside when she took a half breath.
    “You taste delicious,” he murmured against her mouth. “And I plan on tasting every inch of you.”
    The vibration of his

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