Free Taken by You by Connie Mason Page B

this exchange between Luca and Morgan, Rouge had been listening carefully, growing suspicious of the rare tenderness in Morgan’s voice and the way he looked at the little gray mouse. What did he see in her?
    Once Lani led Luca off and Stan Crawford sought his own quarters in the large rambling house, Rouge rounded on Morgan.
    “What in the hell was that all about? You are no more religious than I, yet you flaunt this little nun like… like you’re planning to seduce her.”
    The look on Morgan’s face was enough to convince Rouge that she was right. “Dieul That’s exactly what you plan, isn’t it, mon amour? Or have you already succeeded?”

Chapter 5
    M organ glared at Rouge. He recalled with alacrity the times he’d returned to Andros and spent amorous days and erotic nights in bed with Rouge, eating and sleeping sporadically. Sporting with the feisty French wench had been fun and satisfying, but suddenly she no longer appealed to him. Their time together had run its course; he was tiring of her, it was as simple as that. And she. could deny it all she wanted, but he knew she was ready to leave the island.
    “Well, Morgan, mon amour, answer my question. Have you already seduced the woman? She’s a nun! I can’t believe it of you, even knowing your hatred for Spaniards.”
    “Looks are often deceiving,” Morgan said, admitting nothing, denying nothing. Rouge was too astute not to realize his ultimate goal.
    “What do you mean by that? The girl is a nun, isn’t she?”
    “As far as I know,” Morgan said blandly. “And for your information, I haven’t seduced her. I can’t get her off her knees long enough to lift her skirts.”
    Rouge laughed lustily. “Ah, mon amour, if you want her bad enough you’ll find a way. Come,” her voice grew husky as she grasped his hand and pulled him toward the stairs. “I’ve missed you dreadfully. If I have my way we won’t leave the bedroom for a full week. I intend to have my fill of you before you leave again.”
    Morgan hung back. “I’ve duties to attend to.”
    Rouge sent him a heated glance. “Let Crawford see to them.”
    “Crawford is busy. He’ll be leaving the island soon.”
    “Alone?”
    “No. Not necessarily. I thought you might like to accompany him to Cuba. I’m willing to settle a sum on you that will allow you to live independently for the rest of your life. If you don’t fancy Cuba, you can take a ship from there to France.”
    Stung, Rouge reared back, her eyes narrowed in disbelief. “You’re sending me away? Dieu! You’re tossing me aside for a Spanish bitch who claims to be a mm? You’re mad! What has she done to you?”
    “Consider it, Rouge,” Morgan said placatingly. “Don’t you think I’ve noticed how restless you’ve grown in the past few months? Admit it. Life is too tame on Andros.”
    “Not when you’re here, mon amour.” Her voice grew sultry, her eyes dark and luminous. She placed her hands on his chest working their way inside his shirt to tease his nipples. “You’ve always enjoyed what I do to you.”
    “I can’t deny it,” Morgan admitted, “but our association has run its course. When you leave with Mr. Crawford, I’ll see that you want for nothing.”
    “Bastard!”
    “Have you forgotten our agreement? Each of us is free to go our own way whenever we please.”
    She hissed her displeasure. “I expected more from you. I expected to go to England to meet your queen. In time… who knows what our relationship would have led to.”
    Morgan tensed. “It would have led to nothing.
    When I many, if I ever marry, it will be to someone…” Someone he loved. “Never mind.”
    “If that’s what you want; Morgan,” Rouge said bitterly.
    “You’ll not suffer for our relationship. I wish you good luck and Godspeed.” He turned and walked from the room.
    Rouge wanted to scream in frustration. She had known from the beginning that nothing permanent would come from her relationship with Morgan Scott,