Rebel with a Cause by Carol Arens

Author:Carol Arens [Carol Arens]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Regency
Published: 2013-03-09T22:41:14+00:00

The creek was just deep enough for Missy to float and the current slow enough that by fluttering her hands she remained in place.

She closed her eyes, feeling the ripple of the water pulse under her back. The threads of her chemise washed across her breasts, twisting across her nipples like tickling feathers.

With her eyes shut, the world seemed to become more vibrant. With sound as her predominant sense she listened to a chorus of frogs and decided that they croaked a melody as sweet as any parlor serenade. Crickets joined in the symphony, their chirrups quick with the warm weather.

A breeze must have come up. Grass whispered and sighed. She imagined it as the applause to the frog-and-cricket lullaby.

From way out, a cow mooed. This time she would be careful and not let the stealthy beast sneak up on her. At the first sign of invasion, she would rush for her dress.

Weightless in the water, Missy let her body and her mind drift. If she tried to capture the night tune on a piano keyboard, what notes would she use?

She began to hum, trying to figure it out. The water rippling past gathered her shift over her thighs and her belly. The wispy fabric caught beneath her breasts, leaving her lower half bare to the grin of the man in the moon.

She could wiggle out from the garment altogether and it wouldn't matter. Zane was stuck in his misery up at the campfire. Her privacy wouldn't be invaded.

All at once the frogs became quiet.

Drat! That cow couldn't have gotten here already. Missy pinched her eyes tight, clinging to the peaceful moment. If the bovine wandered into camp Muff would bark or Zane would rouse himself and chase it off.

A pair of splashes rippled the surface of the water; no doubt frogs were fleeing a small night predator. She waved her arms in the water to maintain her float.

Something solid brushed against her hand. Something warm and muscular. She stroked the backs of her fingers against...a knee!

Her eyes popped open and she lost her float. Her rump hit the bottom of the creek with a soft thud.

It was Zane, all of him, with nothing between her stare and his privacy. She studied his bare knees for half an instant before letting her gaze travel upward.

She blinked hard to get the water out of her eyes. Thighs so hard and lean needed to be appreciated without creek water smudging the view.

He stood straight. The light of the rising moon reflected off the sheen of perspiration glistening on his skin. Something inside her belly began to curl. It wasn't only his posture that was straight. All of him looked straight and hard as could be. The curling sensation twisted clear to her nether parts.

With some effort she forced her gaze up, lingering only a moment on his flat, tanned belly. She stared at his well-muscled chest. It had to be an illusion that she could see his ribs thump with his heartbeat.

If she weren't convinced that this was her forever man, she would have modestly glanced away.

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