Highland Honor by Hannah Howell

Author:Hannah Howell [Howell, Hannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780759287686
Publisher: e-reads.com
Published: 1999-01-02T07:00:00+00:00

On the third night of their journey Gisele took out the stitches in Nigel’s wound. He insisted it was time, but she had hesitated, unsure of the right time to remove such things. The last thing she wished to do was to have to restitch him because they had moved too quickly and misjudged how much he had healed. Now that they were out, however, she looked closely at the wound and decided it had closed well. The skin was still pink and tender, but she could see no sign that the wound could be easily reopened.

Now he was probably healed enough to begin to properly teach her how to use a sword, if not for a long, hard ride, she mused. Thus far, he had done little more than tell her how to hold a sword and carefully instruct her in different ways to move, how to thrust and parry. At first it had been a little embarrassing to prance around by herself while he sprawled on their bed calling out directions, but she had quickly become used to it. He could show her more clearly now, had the strength to survive the day with enough ability to show her more, perhaps even to engage in a few mock battles.

“So, I am healed now,” Nigel said, interrupting her silent planning as he slowly moved his hand over the rough skin covering his wound.

“Nearly,” she murmured, finding her position astride his body an enticing one, learning how to fight quickly becoming the last thing on her mind. “The wound no longer needs stitches to keep the skin together and your insides where they belong, but that does not mean that it is strong enough to endure any punishment. You must still be very careful in what you do”

Nigel slid his hands down her sides and slowly caressed her hips. “There are a few things I have been thinking of doing since I began to regain my strength.”

“And what would those things be?” she asked, able to see exactly what he was thinking of from the warmth darkening his beautiful amber eyes.

“Weel, they may nay be too easy to gain now that I am a poor, weakened, and scarred mon,” he murmured as he kissed the gentle curve of her throat.

Gisele smiled against his skin as she bent and kissed the scar on his side and felt him tremble beneath her lips. For the last three nights she had not been able to stop herself from thinking about how it felt to make love with him. It had begun to rob her of much needed sleep. She had tried to cool her blood by remembering that he was obviously still in love with some woman in Scotland, but all she could think of was that that woman was not present. She had also tried to cling to the memory of what he had said just before he had been wounded, that puzzling remark about how any man would covet such a

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