Polly, who took over the busy East India Dock Road brothel from her mother when she retired to a small cottage on the picturesque North Downs in Kent, had seen her fill of men of all shapes and sizes over the years. She wanted to believe what Sowerbutt told her, but she had heard so much sweet talk from so many plausible men in her time.
Her grey eyes blazed as she looked up at her lover, who stood over six-foot tall. He did not blink as she kicked him in the shins and then painfully jabbed her fingers into his ribcage. The fiery redhead felt safe with the tall, powerful man despite her occasional jibes. “I’m going to spend a lot of your money this lunchtime, you bad bastard. And you have a lot of catching up to do before you’re back in my good books. Anywhere near my good books.
“But let’s get one thing perfectly straight, James, shall we? We’re partners or so you always sweet-talk me. You tell me everything that’s going on, good and bad, yes? I’m not sure what you are up to, sneaking out first thing in the morning and going drinking by yourself. Hopefully by yourself. Are we clear on the partnership?”
A thin smile stretched across Polly’s soft features. It was the look that sent icy shivers up Sowerbutt’s spine. amazon.co.uk/Colour-Lemon-Surrender-1940-ebook/dp/B008USR7FA
Her grey eyes blazed as she looked up at her lover, who stood over six-foot tall. He did not blink as she kicked him in the shins and then painfully jabbed her fingers into his ribcage. The fiery redhead felt safe with the tall, powerful man despite her occasional jibes. “I’m going to spend a lot of your money this lunchtime, you bad bastard. And you have a lot of catching up to do before you’re back in my good books. Anywhere near my good books.
“But let’s get one thing perfectly straight, James, shall we? We’re partners or so you always sweet-talk me. You tell me everything that’s going on, good and bad, yes? I’m not sure what you are up to, sneaking out first thing in the morning and going drinking by yourself. Hopefully by yourself. Are we clear on the partnership?”
A thin smile stretched across Polly’s soft features. It was the look that sent icy shivers up Sowerbutt’s spine. amazon.co.uk/Colour-Lemon-Surrender-1940-ebook/dp/B008USR7FA
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