Chapter 239

Emmeline’s breath escaped her lungs in a tremulous rush. She lifted her hands to cradle his face, sinking into the blazing depths of his fathomless stare. “You’re the only man for me, Mr. Blackthorn,” her voice came out in a hushed, fervent murmur. “My husband is nothing more than a regrettable mistake that will never be repeated.”

A muscle ticked in Zavian’s taut jaw as he studied her features, then his expression softened. “Good,” he rumbled in gruff approval.

Emmeline couldn’t resist the urge to tease him, dropping her hands to snag one of his in her own and threading their fingers together.

“I’ll just have to hold your hand like a little girl to make sure you stay right by my side instead of prowling ahead of me.”

She fluttered her eyelashes coquettishly and stuck out her tongue in a mischievous gesture. “I got a bit too excited for my own good there for a moment.”

Zavian’s rich chuckle was warm and indulgent as he allowed her to tug him along in he