An Heiress for All Seasons by Jordan Sophie

Author:Jordan, Sophie [Jordan, Sophie]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Regency, General, Historical, Fiction
ISBN: 9780062363633
Publisher: Harper Collins
Published: 2014-11-04T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

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A distant shout brought Will hard awake. He hopped from the bed, shivering as he left the warm bed and the warm, yielding female body nestled against him.

Scrubbing the heel of his hand against his bleary eyes, he moved to peer out the window. Dec and Max plowed through the snow with several stable lads behind them.

“Who is it?”

He turned at the soft voice. “Help has arrived.”

She was a fetching sight, sleepy-eyed and tousled—a woman well and thoroughly bedded. Anyone would know at a glance. They’d slept very little, dozing into slumber just before dawn. He was responsible for that, unable to keep his hands off her.

He should have stopped after their first joining and given her untried body time to recover, but he had behaved like a randy youth. “Quickly, dress yourself. They’ll be here any moment.”

She darted from the bed like the hounds of hell chased her. “What shall they think?” she muttered, bright flags of red staining her cheeks.

“They’ll think we took shelter amid a storm.”

Her jaw clenched and he winced at the reddened skin there from the scrape of his bristly jaw. He’d have to be more careful with her delicate skin in the future.

She shook her head. “Mama must be scandalized—”

“I’m certain she will be relieved that you are not a frozen corpse lying out on the countryside. In addition to that, I’m certain she will be delighted with our marriage.”

Violet froze, her hands at the buttons of her riding habit. He held her gaze, daring her to object even as a part of him was nervous that she would. Which was absurd. When had he ever been nervous over a woman?

She moistened her lips and his gut tightened at the small dart of her tongue along her lips. Lips slightly swollen from the previous night.

Bloody hell! He was insatiable. He couldn’t understand it entirely. He’d known women. He and Dec and Max had burned a path through countless boudoirs in Town. He’d never feared rejection before. Why should he? There were plenty of willing women happy to share their beds with him. He’d never cared one way or another for one woman. Until now. Until her.

He only knew that he felt an overwhelming need to possess her, have her, keep her with him always. And he wanted her to feel the same way about him.

“I suppose,” she murmured, the usual fire that drew him now banked in her eyes. “Marriage is the thing to do after last night.”

He nodded, wondering why her voice rang so hollowly. “Quite so. After last night there is no escaping that fact.”

She nodded. “Quite so,” she echoed, removing her cloak from the peg beside the door and swinging it around her shoulders with smart, efficient movements. Cold. Mechanical. Not at all like the Violet he had come to know and crave with every fiber of his being.

“Very good. I’ll speak with your mother as soon as we reach home.” Nodding, he pulled the door open for her and motioned for her to precede him outside.

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