Christopher Stasheff - Warlock's Heirs 02 by M'Lady Witch

Author:M'Lady Witch
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

“Shame?” Geoffrey wrinkled his brow, puzzled. “What is that?”

“It is something that you do not have, but should,” she reproved him.

“It does come undone, you know,” he said.

“Do you?” She rolled her eyes up to look at him through long lashes. “Ah, sir! You might prove my undoing!”

He loosed the fastener and began the next. “Why, so I shall. Have you never heard that you should do as you are done by?” He reached around to the nape of her neck and let his fingers trail down her back. She gasped, with a wriggle, then laughed. “You are deceived, sir! I have no fastenings of any kind; this dress is all of one piece.”

“Why, then.” His fingers traced under the curve of her breast, to the lacings of her kirtle. “I shall have to undo here, instead.”

She laughed, twirling away, but he held onto the lace, and the bow came undone.

“Sir! How dare you!” She put her hands to the kirtle, pulling it tight, even though it had scarcely opened at all. Geoffrey let the end of the lace slip of out of his fingers. “What would you have me do?”

“Why, whatever you will.” She tilted her chin up. “But my sights are set higher than yourself.”

“That takes not overmuch doing,” Geoffrey countered, “for my sights are set low-very low indeed.”

“Nay, nay!” She stepped away with a wicked glance. “I pursue one of higher station than your own.”

Geoffrey was still for a second, then gave her a wicked grin. “Why, think you I am but a squire?”

“Why, are you more?” she returned. “And is not your friend a knight?”

“Am I not knight enough for you?” he countered. “Or enough for a night?”

“I think perhaps you might be.” Her voice was low and throaty, and she stepped close to him, so close that he could have sworn he had felt the touch of her body, though there was still an inch of space between them-and for a second, her eyes burned with the heat of desire.

Then she whirled away again, and when she turned back to regard him from a distance of five feet, her eyes had cooled to the chill of icebergs, and she gave him her most haughty look. “I think you are not all that you seem.”

“My friend, though, is?”

She shrugged elaborately. “I think that he is more. Certainly I shall discover it.”

“Will you truly?” Geoffrey grinned. “And will you discover how much of me is substance?”

She gave him a cool, appraising stare, then flashed a wicked smile. “If it pleases me-for surely, I know that I would please you.”

Then she turned and fled again.

He followed her, running fast, dodging in and out among the trees. There was no laughter this time, only hot breath panting in their throats, until finally he reached out and caught her by the sleeve. She spun about, tripped, and fell to the ground. He dropped down by her side, fingers trailing fire across her cheek, down her neck, and across the swelling curve of her breast, breathing hard.

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