I Loved a Rogue by Katharine Ashe

Author:Katharine Ashe [Ashe, Katharine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Historical, Regency, General
ISBN: 9780062229854
Google: t9PmoAEACAAJ
Amazon: B00G2A7X1G
Barnesnoble: B00G2A7X1G
Goodreads: 22400994
Publisher: Avon
Published: 2015-02-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

The Light in Those Lights Above

Impossible.

But her eyes told him she spoke the truth.

“I—” He could not find his tongue. “I didn’t know.”

She slipped out of his hold. “Now you do. But you needn’t concern yourself over it. I was little more than a child, with a child’s heart still capable of mending whole and hale again, like my lungs already had. And as you’ve said, youth passes. Fortunately.”

With the grace of a stalk of wheat bending to the wind, she smoothed her palms over her skirt, tucked a lock of spun gold behind her ear, and walked across the terrace and into the house.

Taliesin stood staggered, never having imagined she had felt that deeply. His memories had painted it one-sided, all the heartbreak his.

Ass. Fool. Young angry fool.

Eight months after that summer day at the pond, he had returned to St. Petroc, determined to defy all reason and rule to have her. On his way to the vicarage, he’d come upon a gig parked in the middle of the road in the shadow of tree cover. Thomas Shackelford had her in his arms.

He had loved her for a lifetime, and in eight months she had forgotten him. His ribs had only just healed entirely. Beneath the newly knit bones, in that moment his heart had finally given up the battle.

But it hadn’t. Not in truth. He’d left St. Petroc during the May Day fair the next day, but he’d gone on angry and bullheaded for years after that.

Now he was no longer an angry boy. And she was offering herself to him. In the starlight her pale cheeks, glowing skin, and halo of golden tresses had bedazzled him. Her arms were bare, her dress caressing her slender curves, and the beads about her neck an invitation to touch her. She was beautiful, and he could no longer deny that he wanted her or pretend to himself that he only wished to tease her.

Carriages trailed away from the drive into the silvery-blue brilliance of the night. Bypassing the hall, he took the servants’ stair to the upper floor. He knew where he would find her. He knew her.

In the empty library she stood before the tall, bare window, a silhouette against the moon and stars. He crossed the room and she heard him.

She turned to him, dropped back a step, and he pulled her to him and captured her mouth beneath his.

Her lips were pliant and welcoming, her hands moving to clutch his shoulders. She accepted him. He kissed her and knew he would never have enough of her, never enough of the flavor of her lips or the texture of her passion. When he allowed her a moment’s freedom, her whispered yes undid him.

He dragged her against him, felt her hands in his hair, her slender, curved softness along every inch of him. Her mouth was hungry. He tasted her with his tongue and she met him with hers. A whimper of pleasure escaped her.

His hands consumed her. The arc of her back, the swell of her hips.

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