One Snowy Knight by Deborah MacGillivray

Author:Deborah MacGillivray
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2009-06-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

“Why must you go?” Skena wanted to stomp her foot to emphasize her frustration, but knew it a wasted effort. “Men! None of you ever listen! Worse, you always assume you ken best. Though you are prettier than most, de Servian, you remain just as pigheaded.”

He cocked his head and flashed a wicked grin. “De Servian? What happened to Noel?”

“Nodcock.” She did stomp her foot. It felt good if naught else. “You have been ill for days, and with what you went through in opening the old wound, ’tis unwise for you to venture out into the cold so soon. Guillaume is to blame for this. He should have more sense than to encourage you to ride with the Challon men to hunt game.”

Leaning close he whispered, “Prettier than most, eh?”

Skena refused to yield to his charming ways. A comely man was dangerous to a woman’s peace of mind. Her head whipped around looking for something to brain him with. Short of the poker, she could not spot anything suitable to fill her need.

“The day wanes. With night coming early to your land, we shan’t be out long.” Noel merely continued buckling his baldric about his hips. “I am lord here now. I must do lordly things. Besides, I have a yen for something—anything—besides wolf meat stew for my sup.”

“Do not dare laugh at me, de Servian.” With a disgusted sigh, she straightened the mail grommet about his neck, knowing he would not be able to reach it with his side still tender.

“If I give you kissing lessons when I return may I be Noel again?” He placed a peck on her cheek.

“Save your wiles. You have me playing at squire because it pains you to lift your right arm. You were sick for days with fever.” Her mouth pressed into a frown. “And you are old, remember?”

Noel laughed loudly, then leaned over and caught her mouth in a bruising kiss, then ruined it by pulling back too soon. Oh, she wanted to keep kissing him! Clearly, her yearning was upon her face, for his eyes flashed arrogantly. Reaching out, he ran his thumb over her lower lip.

“If I stay, my love, I will end up giving you those kissing lessons, and if I do I shan’t stop with kissing.” As if he could not resist, he brushed his lips briefly against her stunned mouth. She did not return his kiss. Leaning back he frowned. “Already you tire of kisses from the old man?”

Skena put her quivering hand to his lips to stop him talking. “You are not old. You are the most beautiful man I have ever seen. More importantly, you are beautiful inside, Noel de Servian. You make children believe wishes come true. Make me believe.”

He kissed her fingertips, then took her wrists and pulled her to him. “Then why did you not want me to kiss you?”

“I want your kisses…and more.” She blushed at her boldness, almost looking away, fearful she would spot reproof in his eyes.

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