Free Tempted by Her Innocent Kiss by Maya Banks Page B

okay?”
    She gaped at him. “Forget it? You want me to just forget I saw an email from my father basically admitting he bought me a husband? Or at least manipulated you somehow into marrying me? This is my wedding night, Devon. Am I supposed to pretend I didn’t see that email?”
    Devon cursed and ran his hand through his hair.
    “Damn it, Ashley, why the hell did you open the laptop?”
    “I didn’t mean to! Believe me I’d give anything not to have knocked the damn thing down. But the fact is I did and now I want to know what’s going on. What kind of a deal did you strike with my father? Tell me the truth or I swear I’m walking out of here right now.”
    “This is precisely why you’re your own worst enemy at times, Ash. You’re too impulsive. You don’t think before you act. You just go around wading into situations and you end up getting hurt. If it enters your mind, you simply do it. That quickly. At some point you have to learn some control.”
    She gaped at him, openmouthed, as his frustrated, angry words bit into her. How was she the bad guy here? What the hell had she done? This wasn’t her fault. She hadn’t entered this marriage under false pretenses. Devon knew precisely where she stood.
    God knew she’d told him enough times.
    His eyes flashed and he turned his back. He walked across the room to the dresser and slapped the laptop down on it. For a long moment, he stood there, not facing her, silent. Tension rose sharp and so thick it was uncomfortable. Fear struck a deep chord within her because she realized that she was about to learn something truly terrible about her life. Her fate. Her marriage.

    “Devon?” she whispered.
    She thought back on their relationship. The whirlwind courtship. Suddenly the blinders were off and she began to analyze every date. Everything he’d said to her. How much of it had been a lie? Was any of it true?
    She didn’t want to ask. She wasn’t sure she could bear to know the answer to her most burning question, but she also realized she had no choice.
    He turned around and his eyes were shuttered. His expression was impassive almost as if he hoped to quel any further discussion.
    Suddenly the circumstances of her marriage didn’t matter to her. There was only one thing she absolutely had to know. The most important thing. The one thing that would determine her future. And whether she had one with him.
    “Just answer me one question,” she said faintly. “Do you love me?”

    Nine
    Dread had a two-fisted grip around Devon’s throat.
    He stared at Ashley’s pale, stricken face and he knew his time had come. Maybe he’d always known that this moment would come. He’d never really believed that it was possible to prevent Ashley from finding out the truth and furthermore it was stupid to try to keep it from her.
    Damn fool of an old man. William Copeland didn’t want his precious daughter hurt and yet he’d set her up for the biggest fall of her life. Nice. And now Devon was going to look like the biggest bastard of all time.
    “I care for you a great deal,” he said evenly.
    Anger and fear warred with one another in her eyes.
    His answer sounded lame even to his own ears but he couldn’t bring himself to destroy her even further.
    Hadn’t she endured enough already?
    “Let’s have the truth,” she demanded. “Don’t patronize me or pat me on the head while whispering pretty words to pacify me. It’s a very simple question, Devon. Do you love me?”
    His nostrils flared. “The truth isn’t always a pretty thing, Ash. The truth isn’t always pleasant to hear. Be careful when you ask for the truth because it can hurt far more than not knowing.”
    If possible she went even paler. Her eyes were stricken and all the light vanished from their depths as if someone had extinguished a flame. For a moment he thought she’d let it go, but then she squared her shoulders and said in a low, dead voice, “The truth, Dev. I want the truth. I need to hear