Auctioned By The Ceo

He ignored Hannah’s gasp, and George’s sharp intake of breath.

“Yes, of course we are, but you can’t just not turn up. Your guests—”

“Are only there for the free food and booze anyway, you know that. They’ll be fine. Put Rhia on the phone for me, will you?”

“What the fuck, sure, man, but is Hannah okay with this? I mean. Ow, what was that for, baby? Okay, here, Sarah wants to talk to you.”

Sure enough, there was rustling, as he handed the phone over, or more accurately had the phone wrenched from his hand if he knew his new sister-in-law, and then Sarah’s amused voice spoke in his ear.

“Might have guessed you’d pull a stunt like that. Give your new wife a kiss from me and don’t you worry about Rhia. It will be our pleasure to look after her.” Her lighthearted giggle made him grin, especially as Hannah’s frown deepened, and she held her hand out for the phone. He shook his head and hit the loudspeaker button instead.

“You’re on speaker now, Sarah. Tell your sister not to worry. She looks ready to argue with me, and she should know what happens to her when she does that.” He raised his eyebrows, and Hannah closed her eyes and shook her head.

“Logan, seriously. Ignore my impossible husband, Sarah.”

Another one of those terribly infectious giggles came down the line, and sure enough Hannah smiled and rolled her eyes.

“Oh, I don’t think I will. That sounds like all sorts of delicious fun is right in your future. You’ll have to fill me in on the gory details when you’re back in London, sis.”

Hannah turned an endearing shade of pink, and Logan was hard pushed to contain his amusement.

“Sarah, stop it.” She glanced up at him and shook her head. “You know full well I won’t tell you anything.”

“Phtt, more’s the pity. Here comes Rhia now. Hey, sweetie, say goodbye to Logan and Hannah. You’ll see them when they come back from their holiday.” More rustling and then Rhia’s soft voice came through the line.

“You’re going away?” She sounded so small and lost, it almost made Logan abandon this impulsive idea, but before he could respond, Hannah did.

“Only for a little while. We talked about this, remember? You’ll have lots of fun with Auntie Sarah and Uncle George, and Logan and I will be back before you have a chance to miss us. I’ll phone every day to see how you’re doing, okay?”

Logan’s chest tightened at the emotion in his new wife’s voice. Rhia had blossomed under Sarah and Hannah’s care and lived for the nightly ritual of Hannah’s phone call to wish her sweet dreams. He should have known that Hannah would know the right words to put his niece at ease with their sudden departure. Already her nightmares had lessened, and she dropped off to sleep much easier than she ever had done since Hannah had become part of their lives. No doubt Rhia would come even more out of her shell, once Hannah lived under the same roof as they did.

The thought of having access to Hannah’s delicious body twenty-four seven made his dick twitch in need. He needed this over

with, and he needed to be inside his wife ten minutes ago.

would make it back to Lord and Lady Franningham in no time—those two seemed to have their spies everywhere—and while they wouldn’t approve at all, at least they couldn’t use this against him. If anything, it proved the validity of their marriage, not that it was the driving force behind his rash decision to be alone with Hannah. No, that was pure lust talking and the chance to finally rid himself of his self-inflicted blue

“Love you, sweetheart.”

as a result

you soon,

“Yes, Daddy Logan.”

temper in check. He ended the phone call, cutting Sarah off mid talking and turned his phone off. He wanted no distractions. With that in mind he stuffed all those painful thoughts back

“Shall we?”

Chapter Eight

schoolboy right now, bunking off lessons, and in truth she felt like that, too.

gasped, breathless after her sprint in the far too tight

Get

Hannah screamed. Logan slammed the door shut, started the engine, turned the heating up, and shrugged out of his suit jacket. He looked even more sexy without it, the waistcoat accentuating his broad shoulders. When he undid the cufflinks and rolled the sleeves up, exposing powerful forearms,

against the sky. She

leaned across and nibbled her earlobe, while he slowly uncurled her fingers from their death grip on the dash, worked

her then with a jolt almost as powerful as the thunder rolling across the Scottish countryside. She did trust him, and she relaxed into his embrace as he smiled at her. The interior of the car filled with warmth, but even if it hadn’t her rising internal temperature would have chased away the tremors on her damp skin. This close to him in the confines of his car, there was no escaping his overwhelming presence, his raw masculinity, coupled with that hint of danger that drew her like a moth to the flame. His damp hair glistened, and a drop of rainwater fell off

I’ll take you right here and

evidence of stubble, and she clenched her thighs together to relieve the ache in her nether regions. She remembered what that

my little sweet dove? No protest.” His voice dropped further to that deep, dark, sexy

don’t think we could, even if we wanted to, not with me

further into his spell, as he ran the knuckles of his hand over the swell of her breasts. Her breaths grew shallow, and he murmured something under his breath that she couldn’t

you out those layers once we get to our

started to move down the long drive and out of the

a real tower, like this castle?” she

at her, deftly avoided a pothole,

her way again, and the heat in his expression took her breath away. “Not that you’ll need

when she didn’t say anything, flicked the cd player on. Mellow jazz music filled

you can choose

she was now married to and

just hadn’t had you pegged for a jazz man,” she said. Her gaze

me guess, you had me pegged as heavy

movement, before he turned his attention back to the winding country roads. “I, of all people, should know not