London Dynasty (The Dynasties #1) - Geneva Lee Page 0,32

wrong time. My brother conveniently forgot to mention seeing you,” Spencer said. “Mother might have mentioned it, though. I’ll have a word with her.”

I closed my eyes, trying to fit together all the puzzle pieces he’d just handed me with what Giles had told me about my fake fiancé. “Holden? Your brother? But why did he send me a note?”

“That is a very good question,” Spencer admitted, studying my face. “You must have caught his attention.”

I was suddenly grateful for the lack of light so that he couldn’t see me blush. I felt my cheeks heat.

“We’re confused for one another all the time. That’s one of the reasons having an identical twin is a pain in the arse.”

A twin. I found myself relieved and curious and strangely angry. I knew that Spencer had a sister and a brother, but no one had mentioned Holden was more than just his brother but his identical twin. It seemed like a fairly important detail to leave out.

“What did his note say?” Spencer asked, cutting into my thoughts.

“Nothing,” I said too quickly and his eyebrow shot up.

“I see,” he said in a cold voice. “Of course, he would think it funny if he got to fuck you first.”

“Excuse me?” I blurted out. Yanking my hand away, I stared at him, waiting for an apology.

But he didn’t look remotely sorry. “Would you prefer to ignore the rather large elephant in the room?”

“I’m not just some slot for you to stick your cock into,” I said angrily, ignoring the small voice that laughed inside me. Wasn’t that exactly what I was? Hadn’t I agreed to be just that? A placeholder until Kerrigan returned?

His lips twitched at this, but his expression remained moody. “I’ve offended you.”

“Yes.” An alarm went off in my brain but I ignored it. Now I was willfully disregarding the mission I’d been sent to perform, but I couldn’t help myself. I had expected Spencer to romance me a little, perhaps flirt, but he didn’t seem to care about any of those things. His expectations were clear. I’d already been bought for him. It was up to him to decide if he wanted to keep me.

“Given that you agreed to our families’ wishes, I thought you were comfortable with being transparent about this situation.” He shrugged, emphasizing his strong shoulders. I fought the urge to grab hold of them and haul him toward me.

Instead, I dug my heels in and shot him a haughty look. “Who said I was given a choice?”

He paused, tilting his head, and then said the last thing I expected him to say, “I did. Why do you think I called off the announcement?”

Chapter Fourteen

My mind was spinning so quickly I was finding it hard to breathe. The humid air was stifling, leaving me feeling too hot and sticky. I refused to believe it was more than the greenhouse effect. But the truth was it was him. Spencer flustered me. He confused me. His motives were cryptic, given his directness about other issues, such as going to bed together. I didn’t know what to think of him.

“But you expect to fuck me?” I struggled to bring the words to my lips, but my voice was clear and strong when I finally spoke.

“I’ll admit that I didn’t think you would be so opposed to the idea, given that you’d agreed to marry me.” If I’d expected him to be angry, Spencer surprised me again by sounding amused. “Married people usually sleep together.”

“But we aren’t married,” I hedged.

“I had no idea you were so innocent.” He was definitely holding back laughter now. “Tell me, Kerrigan, are you a virgin?”

I could tell what he thought of that possibility.

Annoyance flared inside me along with a sensation that felt dangerously like arousal. “Does it matter? You seem to think my body belongs to you.”

“And you seem to be under the impression that I’m going to force myself on you.” He moved closer, bringing his face into a shaft of moonlight, revealing an expression that bordered on interest. I had no doubt the wind would shift and he’d be back to his brooding boredom in no time.

“Isn’t that how arranged marriages work?” It popped out of my mouth before I really thought about it. I wasn’t engaged to Spencer. The announcement I’d been dreading had been postponed. I was beginning to wonder if it would come at all.

His eyes narrowed, his pupils so wide they looked almost black. “I don’t see a ring on your finger,