Harlequin Historical September 2019, Box Set 1 of 2 by Diane Gaston

Author:Diane Gaston
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2019-11-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

Marguerite revelled in the feel of his lips against hers, the way his tongue stroked her mouth, the way his hands, so large and warm, gently held her close against his chest, yet did not leave her feeling trapped. Desire rushed hot through her veins and she brought her body flush to his, risking everything for the most exhilarating sensations she had ever experienced. Her head spun with the pleasure of it.

She desired him. Against her every instinct of self-preservation that she had built up during her marriage, she wanted to be held by this man. Gruff as he was. Tyrannical as he seemed. Was there something wrong with her?

She pulled back. He released her swiftly, his hands dropping to his sides, his gaze warm, his lips plush from their kiss. He evinced no anger at her withdrawal, as Neville would have done, showed no indication he would make a grab for her. Indeed, he was already moving away, easily accepting what he must think was her rejection.

Disappointment filled her. Perhaps he did not like the way she kissed. Or found her presumptuous. She had not meant to invite his kiss. She had intended to tell him that their arrangement would not work, but he had been looking at her in such a way, with such warmth and longing, and his mouth had been so very enticing, she had been unable to resist. How could she have done anything so foolish? She must never let it happen again. It would be inviting trouble.

She moved away from the desk and went to the window to look out. The sky was already much brighter than when she and the girls had gone for their walk. ‘So tomorrow, we will be walking in the woods.’ She might be a foolish woman who kissed a man on a whim, but she was not going to back down.

‘And you will take both footmen with you,’ he said.

She spun around. He was looking at her gravely, but the warmth was still in his gaze. And there was a slight smile on his lips.

She did not have the strength or the will to argue with him about this. ‘Both footmen,’ she agreed.

‘And of course,’ he said, ‘you will join me for dinner, this evening.’

‘Oh.’ She frowned. She had expected to take a tray in her room, for a governess did not eat with the servants. But, yes, governesses quite often ate dinner with the family in the dining room. Usually, though, there was a lady of the house. But provided there were footmen present, and the butler, where could be the harm? ‘Very well. But now, if you don’t mind, I will go up to my rooms. I have work to do and we did agree that the hours after three are mine.’

‘We did.’

She dared take a look at his face. There was nothing in his expression to make her feel uncomfortable. He was not leering at her or smirking. He looked as he always did. More or less.

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