Betrayed by Claire Robyns

Author:Claire Robyns
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2010-01-03T05:00:00+00:00

“Feeling better, wife?”

Amber glanced up at the familiar timbre. Dressed in a plaid of Johnstone colours and a stark white shirt, Krayne cast a menacing figure. His hair was pulled back from the severe angles of his face with a leather thong, his eyes glinted silver and there was no sign of that lopsided grin.

A smile warmed her inside.

She did not cower that easily.

She’d faced his worst, and survived relatively unharmed. So long as she did nothing careless, she had no reason to fear her husband.

Amber did not, however, permit that smile to reach her lips.

The only thing that stood between her and a full onslaught of his displeasure was keeping Krayne out of her bed. She could give him no cause to believe that the reprieve he’d offered was served and done.

“Aye.” She slid off the bed and smoothed her skirts.

His gaze skimmed the pale lemon gown of fine taffeta with undisguised appreciation. The bodice hugged her breasts and the lightweight material fell in a swirl to her ankles. The sleeves were narrow and cuffed to an inverted vee at her wrists, adding a graceful line to the summery gown. “Little Jock mentioned that yer woman had packed up Spedlin Castle to bring along.”

“’Twas but one chest.”

The grin tugged a dimple at his cheek. “Then I’m sure my coffers will be sorely dented in the not too distant future.”

Amber blushed at the intimate notion of spending his coin. And, if she were honest, at this unexpected teasing aspect of his nature that sent a tingling sensation to her stomach.

“I’ve come ta fetch ye fer supper,” he said, his grey gaze dipping to her cleavage and lingering, as if all he saw was his to taste.

Her knees went curiously hollow. She was treading dangerous ground. And she was her own worst enemy. How had she forgotten this potent effect that had brewed wicked sensations and tested her morals from day one?

“Or, if ye prefer…” His eyes came up again to suggest a hunger that had naught to do with food. “We could share a tray in private.”

“No!” yelped Amber. This time, she had more to lose than her maidenhead. And if that thought wasn’t hilarious, what was? When she was an unmarried maid, she would have dropped into his arms at the slightest provocation. Now that they were married, she dared not.

Her fingers twined in her skirts when he came closer. Too close. She conjured up images of the drunken beast that would have mauled her given the chance.

’Tis time ye were taught the pitfalls of callous games played on a whim.

His knuckles brushed her cheek and the scent of raw masculinity folded over her.

Fingers of revenge fer every man ye ever seduced.

Scarred knuckles slipped beneath her chin, gently securing her lips as he slowly lowered his mouth.

It wasn’t working. For those weren’t images, merely words that had never developed into anything she could grasp and hold. The terror Krayne had invoked that night had been erased by his apology

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