Page 58 of Perfect Liar

They pounded their glasses down on the bar top.

That was it. I wanted time alone with him.

I tugged on Will’s hand and led him out of the room, heading for the kitchen. Mrs. Bates had left a plate warming for him and showed me where to find it.

But once we were out in the hall, Will pushed me against the wall and kissed me, my lips, my neck, his words vibrating against my skin.

“I’m taking you to my room tonight.”

I dragged my fingers through his hair and teased him.

“Would that be appropriate for an English gentleman?”

He grinned, moving his hot stare down the front of me.

“You can worry about my virtue some other time, baby.”

He brought his eyes back to mine while pushing his arousal against my stomach.

A little breathy, I pushed back.

“Your dinner first.”

Slowly, he slid his hand down and under my dress.

“You wore this for me.”

The back of his fingers brushed the edge of my panties, and I could only manage a soft moan, no words. He smirked.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

We were still in the main hall, so I pushed his hand away and then stumbled all over my words.

“Will, I…well…yes, I did wear this for you.”

He tucked his finger under my chin and caressed my lips with his thumb.

“Good. I’ll buy you quite a lot more to wear for me.”

And as he lowered his head to kiss me again, Thomas called out his name.

Will snapped back at him while keeping his head lowered and his eyes on my mouth.

“Better be important, goddamn it, Thomas.”

“They’re all here. She needs to see them,” Thomas insisted.

Will put a soft kiss on my lips before he let go of my chin.

“Then let’s get it over with.”

He pulled out his phone and sent a group text message.

To the hall now.

I dug my fingers into his arm.

“What is it, Will? Tell me what’s happening.”