A Christmas Kiss by Jess Michaels

Author:Jess Michaels [Michaels, Jess]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Passionate Pen
Published: 2015-09-16T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Amelia looked up from her book as Helen swept into the chamber.

“Good morning!” her maid chirped.

Amelia set the book aside and rose from the bed with a shake of her head.

“What is that draped over your arm?”

Helen looked down at the swath of very expensive, very beautiful burgundy silk, hand-stitched with black velvet roses across the skirt and bodice. She held the fabric up.

“It is a gown,” she declared with an arched brow. “And judging by the look of it, one fitted perfectly to your proportions. The earl must have been given your measurements by your sister.”

Amelia stared. She couldn’t turn away from the gorgeous gown before her.

“It has been three days,” she mused, even as she reached out to touch the soft fabric. “And every day brings some new gift.”

Helen nodded. “Each more beautiful than the last.”

Amelia couldn’t deny that fact, even if she wished to. The first day was the daffodils, which were constantly refreshed as if by magic in any room she set foot in. The next was a collection of three books she had been dying to read but had been denied the chance because she had been sequestered away from the bookshop, hiding at her sister’s country estate. And now this…this beautiful dress.

“I’ve been told he wishes to see you in it,” Helen said.

Amelia jerked her gaze away from the gown. “He does?”

Helen nodded, and the way her eyes slipped to the side a fraction made Amelia blush. So her maid knew that not only did Stephen gift her something beautiful each day, but each night he came to her. He used his mouth, his fingers, his body to her great pleasure.

But he had not taken his own relief, at least not yet. Amelia found herself increasingly frustrated by that fact, by his utter control when she seemed to have none. The moment he touched her, all protests died on her lips and she was a wanton in his bed.

It was all very confusing.

“He wishes to see me now?” she asked, shaking her thoughts away.

Helen nodded. “Once you’re dressed. He passed along the message that you are to meet him in the music room.”

For a brief moment, Amelia considered refusing, but the truth was she did wish to see her husband. And she desperately wanted to try on this beautiful gown and see if it fit as perfectly as it seemed it would.

“We would not want to deny the earl,” she murmured as she motioned Helen to assist her.

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