Duke Sothbridge's Vessel (Duty & Magic: MM Modern Day Regency) by Rodman S

Author:Rodman, S.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Angst Publishing
Published: 2023-03-21T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter seventeen

Iroll over in bed again. I can’t sleep. I can’t even get comfortable. I should be exhausted after dealing with my parents all afternoon. It’s a miracle I ever got them to leave, though I am now bound in a promise to call them every day. It’s going to make me homesick, and it’s going to be awful lying to them every day, but it’s worth it if it stops them from fretting. And I won’t be completely lying, it’s not like my marriage is the worst marriage of all time. There is just some choppy waters to navigate.

Ugh! Now I am too hot. A minute ago I was too cold. Kicking the covers off as if they are personally responsible for everything, doesn’t make me feel any better. Is there anything that will?

A wave of dizziness washes over me and with it comes realization. I am ripe. So very full of magic that I have no idea how I missed it.

I bite my bottom lip in uncertainty. It’s the middle of the night. Do I go to Harry now, or try to ride it out until morning? The proper thing is to go to him. I know that much. But the thought of waking him up feels uncomfortable. Will he have to throw on a robe to answer the door, because he sleeps naked? Will his golden hair be all sleep tousled? Will he be happy to see me?

Thinking of Harry fills my mind full of all sorts of erotic images. Very enticing and extremely alluring ones. Did I always think he was irresistibly sexy, or is it my magic being obsessed? I guess I will never know. All I know is that the thought of being in his arms has me throwing off my covers and jumping out of bed. I want his hands on me. I want the feel of his soft lips. I’m ripe, he won’t deny me. My magic will be calling to him like a siren’s song.

But I can’t run to him. I should at least shower first. And then I need to put a gown on, just a simple white one like I wore on my wedding night. I also need my brace. It feels like a lot to remember but I know there is even more. I think I’m supposed to knock on his door and kneel. There are some formal words to say too, but I can’t for the life of me remember what they are. My crash course in vessel etiquette was a poor substitute for two years of training and it’s hard not to feel inadequate. Even though I’m fairly certain Harry doesn’t care.

I have the quickest, yet still thorough, shower, in the history of showers. Then I get stuck putting the stupid gown on because I was in too much of a hurry to dry myself properly and the cloth is sticking to my damp skin. After some swearing and struggling, I get untangled and get the blasted thing on.

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