MacGregor, Kinley by [MacAllisters 1] Master Of Desire [Desire Master Of]

Author:[MacAllisters 1] Master Of Desire [Desire, Master Of]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-12-29T18:05:52+00:00

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"Could you give me a hand, milord?"

Draven cringed at Emily's question as she waited by her horse for his assistance to mount.

What had he said inside the castle but an hour ago about keeping his hands off her?

He looked about for Simon, but the man seemed to have vanished. His other men were already mounted.

Resigned to it, he nodded.

Just pretend she's a fat, hideous nun.

Aye, one who smelled of honeysuckle and sunshine. His body leaped at the scent of her, and he could feel the muscles of his arms constrict.

As quickly as he could, he lifted her up. But she didn't take her saddle.

"Is there a problem?" he snapped.

She batted her lashes at him quite innocently. "I can't seem to get seated."

He stifled the urge to toss her over the horse like a sack of grain. "You're doing this apurpose," he said in a low whisper.

Her playful look confirmed his suspicion. "I told you what I wanted, milord, and I am not above using any means to win."

He dumped her in the saddle. "Perhaps I should warn you, milady. No one has ever bested me."

"Then I would say you are due for a good besting."

He opened his mouth to respond when he caught sight of Simon joining them.

"Ah," Simon said as he passed by. "I see you've taken care of the lady. A good thing too."

"Why? Did you perchance twist your arm?" Draven asked sarcastically as Simon took his reins.

"In fact, I did. I think I shall be quite put out for some time. Won't be able to do anything chivalrous."

A conspiracy.

He should have known. Well, he was no pawn to be pushed about. To the devil with them both!

Swinging himself up on his horse, Draven waited while Emily said good-bye to Christina, who held a large, leather-bound book in her hands.

"You will write as soon as the babe is born?" Emily asked.

"I will, and you'll have to come see me again."

Emily cast a glance to Draven. "I will see what I can do."

Nodding, Christina handed the book to Emily. "This is for you."

"For me?" Emily started to open it, but Christina slammed the book shut and shook her head. "'Tis for you alone in the privacy of your room."

"But—"

"Emily," Christina interrupted with a stressed tone. "'Tis for you alone. It concerns the matter we spoke of earlier this morn."

Emily's mouth formed a perfect O as Christina's meaning dawned on her.

Draven exchanged glances with Simon, who shrugged as if he had no idea what the women discussed.

But Draven knew. There was more conspiracy afoot. And he couldn't wait to lay hands to said book to see exactly what mischief they plotted, for there was little doubt in his mind whom they plotted against.

Christina helped Emily secure the book in her saddlebags. "Godspeed you all."

Emily touched hands with Christina, then said good-bye to Orrick.

"I am ready, milord," she said to Draven. "And I thank you for your patience."

Draven gave a curt nod to Orrick before he kicked his horse forward and led his party through the bailey.

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