Marriage by Proxy by Cathy Duke

Author:Cathy Duke [Duke, Cathy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-10-10T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Brightmore Manor, 1830

The carriage stopped in front of Brightmore Manor. The footman stepped down to put the steps to the carriage in place and assist the occupants out. Arden stepped down first so that he could assist Amy. The flowers in her hair were wilted and hanging from their original placement. Amy put her hand on Arden's extended arm to walk up the entry steps. No one opened the door in greeting.

“Where is Godwin?” Amy asked Arden as he opened the door himself. He laced his fingers through hers and squeezed gently before drawing her into the house.

“I gave the servants the night off. I did have a bath prepared for you before Prescott left. It will barely be warm, I am afraid, but pleasant,” Arden responded as he swept Amy up and into his strong arms. She gasped in surprise. He carried her as if she weighed nothing and the experience flooded her memories of the time she was so sick and he carried her up to her room. She had remembered a few curses coming from his mouth and then assurances that she would be fine. He smelled of leather, spices and a scent that was just him. She breathed deeply of the pleasant aroma and sighed. She wrapped her arm around his neck and laid her head against his chest. He passed her rooms and shifted her weight in his arms so he could open his door and carried her over the threshold. She pressed a kiss to his neck and breathed deeply his scent. He smelled so good her tongue automatically came out for a lick to taste him. He gasped at the sensuality of the gesture.

He gently set her down in the center of the room. She looked around the masculine space that smelled of him. He took her hand and drew her toward a doorway. “Come, I have a bathing room. It is tiled on the floor so the floor won't be damaged by water. I am thinking about more plumbing for the house, but have not gotten that far. I am a little behind the times.”

They stepped on the tile which was beautiful. Amy glanced around the room. It had beautiful walnut shelving for linens and soaps. The tub was up on legs and sat in the middle of the floor. There were stools and a chair. The water was already scented with lavender, her favorite. Arden turned her back to him and began unbuttoning her gown down the back. He was competent in the skill and yet he took his time which made her breathless with anticipation.

“What are you doing?” Amy asked in a nervous voice that did not sound like herself.

“Daisy is enjoying what is left of our wedding event and there is no one but me to undress you. I will act your ladies maid,” Arden said as he continued to finish his task. He swept the gown off her shoulders and invited her to step out of it. He neatly laid the gown over a chair sitting near the tub.

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