![]() ![]() “I would never do anything to hurt you.” He placed a large hand on her protruding middle. “Be serious, Francie.” His silver gaze dropped to her swollen belly. “You are, but if you continue to use your tongue for the touching, I won’t be responsible for my actions.” He tried to force a stern look on her but failed miserably. Besides, am I not permitted to touch my husband?” Imagine their surprise when they are called from Amberden much earlier than expected?” “If you keep doing that, I shall be forced to summon your aunt and uncle back to Drakemoor at once. She caught his hand and brought it to her mouth, flicking her tongue over his finger, tasting the sweetness.Īlexander sucked in a breath and pulled his hand away. He reached out and swiped at the juice with his finger. Juice streamed from the corners of her lips and ran down her chin. “They’re delicious.” She opened her mouth and took a rather large bite. They were lounging on a blanket in a secluded area of Drakemoor, under an old elm tree. It was late afternoon on a warm summer’s day. “Would you like another strawberry?” Alexander held a plump berry to Francie’s lips. I shall endeavor to treat you with the love you deserve for the rest of our lives.” He traced her lips with his tongue and whispered, “My one true love.”Īnd then there were no more words as he proceeded to show her exactly how much he loved her. “I do indeed love you,” he said, “with my whole heart. How could she have ever thought him cold and incapable of emotion? ![]() “But most of all, I’m happy because you love me.”Īlexander placed a soft kiss between the swell of her breasts and lifted his head to meet her gaze. I prayed you would find me, and you did.” She buried her hands in his hair and held him at her breast. “Why are you happy, dear wife?” he asked as he leaned over and kissed her nipple. Alexander dipped a hand beneath the fabric and cupped a breast. ![]() He undid the ribbon and the gown fell open. ![]() She shook her head and lifted her hand to caress his cheek, then she sighed and said, “I am most happy, dear husband.” “Exactly.” He tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and trailed a finger along her throat.įrancie forgot about Mad Jack and his adventures as Alexander’s hand toyed with the ribbon on her nightgown. That look never failed to ignite her insides, making her want him with a deep, endless burn. “In fact, he’ll not speak at all.”Īlexander’s gaze darkened as it slid to her lips. “If legend is true, Mad Jack will do more than speak with him when he catches him.” A smile lit her face. Others who will stop at nothing, willing even to kill, to keep them apart.Perhaps it was best not to discuss the physical attributes of a man who had stolen from her husband. Unfortunately, there are others, cunning and manipulative, working behind the scenes. They have nothing in common but an undeniable, burning desire for one another they can't ignore or understand, and an ailing "father" who will do anything to see them together. Anthony believes in keeping a safe distance from anything resembling an emotion. Meriel believes in love, hope, and happily ever after. Meriel and Anthony have nothing in common-she runs barefoot and talks to animals, he won't loosen his cravat unless the bedroom door is firmly closed. An orphaned stable boy, now grown and the surrogate son of a powerful earl - the same earl who just so happens to be the young woman's father. Ī young woman of noble blood, raised as a peasant girl. A young woman of noble blood, raised as a peasant girl. ![]()
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