Unmasking the Heiress (Evangeline and Walte)
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After what went down last night though, Yale was not so sure what was going on in Roslyn's head anymore.

Before Evangeline could even get a word in, Roslyn chimed in, "Evie, if you're tired, just head back and get some sleep. I'll hitch a ride with Uncle Yale."

In the white BMW, Yale fired up the engine from the driver's seat and watched Roslyn wave goodbye to Evangeline before sliding into the seat. beside him. As the door shut, a voice as cold as a robot's snapped, "Strap in."

That was when it hit Roslyn that she was riding in Yale's car, where everything had to be by the book.

She obediently clicked the seatbelt into place and waved to Evangeline through the rolled-down window.

The car zipped off, the roar of the engine nearly drowning out the world.

Inside the car, insulated from the noise, it was dead quiet.

Roslyn was not in the mood to chat, and Yale was at a loss for words.

It was odd. After all, Roslyn's presence usually meant there was never a dull

moment.

Last night's dreamy moments flashed in his mind, but Yale shook them off and said with all seriousness, "Let's pretend last night never happened, okay?"

Remembering did Roslyn no good.

As the older one, Yale felt it was his place to suggest it.

However, he had no idea just how stubborn that girl could be about him.

Roslyn replayed the moment in her mind, the thrill of taking the lead for

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once. She recalled her fingers tracing the contours of his chest, her lips. brushing his cheek, and the way he pinned her down on the couch. Could such precious memories be so easily dismissed, as if it had never happened? He might have the heart to forget, but she could not.

The kiss she had fought so hard for-how could she just erase such a joyous memory?

"Yale, do you like snakes?" blurted Roslyn, catching him off guard.

Yale nearly slammed on the brakes. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"No wonder," said Roslyn with a wry smile, her voice heavy with implication," You're as cold as ice-fits the snake image perfectly!"

It was a clear challenge. Any other guy would have blown his top, but Yale? He was no ordinary guy. A seasoned special ops soldier, he met her jab with a cool smile.

"Appreciate the compliment."

They were almost at the set when he pulled over in a quiet spot.

"We're here, Roslyn."

"Okay." Her voice was nonchalant as she clicked off her seatbelt, yet she made no move to open the door.

Suddenly, Yale felt a shift. He turned to see Roslyn, no longer beside him and instead straddling his lap. Their bodies aligned in a way that seemed ready to ignite at the slightest friction. Roslyn cupped his face in her hands, her gaze commanding from above.

"Yale, since you already know what I did last night... let me take control again."

"You..."

Trapped in the tight confines of the driver's seat with Roslyn's unexpected

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Intrusion, Yale's muscular frame was wedged immobile. Powerless, he could only watch as Roslyn took the reins.

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