“I don’t know why you keep calling me heartless,” Sir said. “I have a heart. It’s right there on my desk.”
A shot of fear lanced down Marjorie’s spine. Her knees knocked together so hard she was surprised the impeccably dressed man behind the large oak desk didn’t hear. She mentally kicked herself. Of course he wouldn’t respond well to that particular insult: rumour had it Sir’s incredible charisma and influential personality had been gained only by removing said heart in a deal made with the Devil.
“In fact,” Sir said patiently with a deceiving smile, “I’ve had it for quite some time.”
“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I didn’t mean…”
“No, of course not.” Sir waved his hand, removing a knife from the drawer in his desk. “But you seem to know a lot about how people should feel on particular issues. Maybe it’s time I got a new heart.”
I'm Lissa, an indie author and proud advocate of the Oxford comma! Originally from Australia, I spent a delightful couple of years exploring England before making my way back home. Armed with a BA (Hons) in English Literature, I write evocative, cinematic romance with heart-pumping action and adventure - and just the right amount of kissing, of course!
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