Saints and Sinners by Karen V Wasylowski

Author:Karen V Wasylowski [Wasylowski, Karen V]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-14T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

“Not a trace of the good doctor today. Must be very busy with his fancy, Harley Street clientele. How is our handsome fellow?”

Abstracted, Martha looked up briefly from mixing a medicinal draught. “Mr. Bridges?”

Annie Kelly snorted out a laugh. “Not hardly, I refer to our patient here. My doesn’t he look improved! I’d tuck my shoes under his bed anytime.”

“You are a terrible sinner.”

“No. Actually, I am an excellent sinner. Would you like some hot buttered bread and tea?”

“Yes, that sounds wonderful.”

Mark reached out his hand. “I would slay a dragon for a cup of coffee.”

“Oho, never tell me you are awake!” Annie Kelly covered her face. “Now I’m ever so embarrassed.” Her voice trailed off when she peeked and saw the two people before her seemed to have eyes only for each other. “I said, I am ever so… never mind. Shall I go ahead and get the tea and coffee then? Martha? Martha, I seem to have amputated my hand, shall I stick it back on?”

“Whatever you think best.” Martha’s eyes sparkled with joy. A grinning Sister Kelly walked from the room, shaking her head.

“You’ve had a nice rest. How are you feeling?”

“Another douse of laudanum? You really must stop. My brain is all cotton fuzz.”

“All right, I promise you no more laudanum, besides your color is better, your pain seems more manageable now – is it?”

“Absolutely.”

“Ah. Then I do believe you’re well on your way to recovery.” She sounded very professional to herself, not at all regretful.

“I wish you hadn’t allowed me to sleep so long, I was enjoying our talks.”

“Do you even remember what they were about?”

“No. I merely know I was listening to you and enjoying myself. Did you mean what you said?”

“About what?”

“You find me handsome, and you’d tuck your shoes under my bed any time.”

“Sister Kelly is the one with the sinful shoes. But…” Feeling her loneliness for him already, she took his hand in hers and kissed it. “I should not say this, but if I were to tuck my shoes under any man’s bed, it would be yours.”

His eyelids lowered with desire. “I want more than your shoes in my bed… Damn me, that didn’t sound as romantic as I’d hoped.”

She smiled at him. “I understand.”

“Do you? I don’t believe you really do. Allow me to speak plainly, my angel. I am in love with you.”

She stared at him for a long while. “Nonsense, we don’t even know each other. Please don’t say such things. You may have a wife, children.”

“It doesn’t matter. Heaven forgive me but, I can’t stay away from you.” Cupping the back of her head he urged her lips down to his, slowly tasting them, nibbling until her mouth parted. She moaned with pleasure. It was heaven. She’d never felt such a desire for a man, such need.

Her head angled for deeper, more urgent kisses. “This isn’t right,” she whimpered against his lips.

“Bloody hell it isn’t,” he was becoming more aggressive, more insistent. His hand began

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