Caroline and the Captain: A Regency Novella by Andersen Maggi

Author:Andersen, Maggi [Andersen, Maggi]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Maggi Andersen
Published: 2016-06-14T04:00:00+00:00

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From her position on the sofa, Caroline cast Nicholas an anxious glance. He sat in an armchair looking so troubled that she wanted to go to him. She hated to see him look so alone. But what if he suspected her? Would he rebuff any sign of comfort she offered?

He rubbed his temples. “Do you have a headache?” she asked.

“Yes, a little.”

“Here, let me help you.” She put down her glass. Light-headed from the spirits, she moved behind him. She had often done this for her father. Nicholas rested his head in her hands as she rubbed the smooth skin and the hair at his nape. She moved down to his shoulder blades applying pressure to the areas she’d discovered worked for her father. She leaned over him and massaged his temples, and toward the crown of his head, enjoying the sensation of his thick, straight hair beneath her fingers. Strange, how she didn’t fear this man.

“Mm. That feels good.” He closed his eyes and leaned back.

Caroline moved around and studied his handsome face his hard thigh pressing against hers.

She liked the way his nostrils flared like a thoroughbred horse when he was angry. She enjoyed his male smell and the woody fragrance of his soap, and found herself longing to bury her nose in his sun-kissed locks.

He put a hand up and encircled her wrist. “You have a nice touch.”

“My father gets headaches.” She swallowed, instinctively trying to back away.

He swiveled and in a moment he’d pulled her into his lap and wrapped an arm around her waist. “You’re a cuddly armful, Lady Debenham.”

She was shocked by the swiftness of his action and his hard body beneath her. He looked down at her, a gleam in his dark brown eyes. He was angry and grief stricken and probably not thinking clearly. A rash move now might put an end to the patience and decency he had afforded her to date. She didn’t want an argument which would make things awkward between them. Not now, when she knew him to be so low. When she wanted to work with him, not against him.

“Let me go, Nicholas,” she said in a mild tone.

“Why?” He bent his head his breath warm on her ear.

“Because I don’t like it.” She fought for breath, having discovered the ridge of his erection pressing against her bottom. His strength made her aware of his power over her. It thrust her back to that day in the meadow. Her throat tightened and she feared she’d lose the rigid control she’d kept over herself.

Nicholas traced a finger over her lips, restraining her but with such a light hold. “When the time comes, know that I’ll be gentle, sweetheart.”

He bent to kiss her neck, his hand cupping a breast.

Caroline stilled and her chest heaved beneath his fingers.

He raised her chin with a forefinger and unhappy brown eyes looked into hers. “You’re afraid of me.” He tipped her out of his lap and went to stand by the fireplace resting a booted foot on the empty grate.

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