An Invitation to Pleasure by Marguerite Kaye

Author:Marguerite Kaye
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781408995600
Publisher: Mills & Boon
Published: 2012-10-01T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Fergus leant against the door, clutching Susanna’s shoes, her stockings draped around his neck. In the corridor, the skirl of the pipes was replaced by raucous singing. It was as well they sang in the Gaelic, though judging from her expression Susanna had a very clear notion of its bawdy content. She was laughing as she sat on the edge of the bed. ‘Is it over, or are they going to burst in and strew us with—I don’t know—herbs to encourage potency?’

‘Dear God, I hope not. I assure you, I need no encouragement. Since you arrived here at Kilmun, I have been made aware of my potency on a daily basis.’

‘I am sure you meant that as a complement, but let me tell you, Laird, it is not one fit for a lady’s ears. What’s more, I am very sure that any lady—with the appropriately curved rear, of course—would have the same effect on you as I do.’

She had a way of blushing and smiling provocatively at the same time which he adored, all the more so because he knew that her delight in teasing him was something new. As it was for him, too. He had started it as part of their game of flirting publicly, but it had become a habit he did not want to break.

Her hair was escaping from its pins. At night, it spread across the pillows, over the bolster that separated them. It smelled of flowers, and it tickled his nose. He took a long tendril, winding it around his finger. ‘For nigh on two years after the wars, I was in no fit state to look at any woman. To tell the truth, I thought I’d lost interest for good until I set eyes on you, all dark hair and red mouth and grey eyes, on the pier at Kilmun village.’ Susanna looked as surprised as he felt at this confession. It was the truth, but he had no idea why he’d told her.

He unwound her curl from his finger and made to get up when she caught his hand. ‘Until I came here, I was fairly certain I had no such feelings either,’ Susanna whispered. ‘Do you think the wanting is stronger for having been asleep so long, Fergus?’

‘It’s an idea. Like a creature who has slept the winter over, and worked up an appetite, you mean?’

Susanna’s laugh had a breathy quality that made his own breathing quicken. ‘When I’m lying on this bed, with that horrible plank of wood between us, I sometimes feel as though I’ve been feasting my eyes all day on a banquet I’m not allowed to eat.’

‘When I was washing your feet, I wanted to lick them dry, but I fear that would have been a step too far for our audience. If you’ll forgive the pun.’

‘They still smell of claret.’

‘Most likely they taste of it too. It was the very best claret, I’ll have you know. I wonder if it travels well.’

Before she could ask

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