Scandals and Seductions (Series Book 3): The Marriage Ring by Cathy Maxwell

Author:Cathy Maxwell
Language: ru
Format: mobi
Published: 2011-05-14T06:36:51+00:00

Chapter Eleven

R ichard woke to the smel of cooking meat. He opened his eyes to see Grace holding a spit of meat over the fire. She was completely dressed, even wearing her wool cape, her hair curly, loose, and wild around her shoulders, the way he liked it best.

Vivid memories came rushing back to him.

They weren’t dreams. He was naked beneath his greatcoat.

His body felt wel used, content, alive. She’d saved his life.

Her method had been unusual but very effective.

Grace noticed he was awake. Her gaze didn’t quite meet his as she said, “Good morning.”

“Good morning,” he answered, his voice rough with sleep.

“I assume you are hungry?” she said. She looked clean and fresh, while parts of him smel ed of sex.

“Starving.”

“Then, you’d best dress. Breakfast wil be ready any moment. I folded your clothes and put them beside you.”

A vision of her sitting astride him rose in his mind. “Thank you,” he said, sitting up and pul ing his greatcoat around him. He was no longer self-conscious about his nakedness. In fact, he wished she was stil naked. His body immediately eagerly approved the idea.

On second thought, he was self-conscious.

He wasn’t about to parade himself around aroused, especial y since she had yet to make eye contact.

He rose to his feet, turning his back to slip his hands through the arms of his great coat. He gathered his folded clothes and picked up his boots. “I’l be back.”

Grace didn’t respond.

Richard made his way down to the river. With each step, he reminded himself he was a dunderhead.

He’d had sex. He, Richard Lynsted. And not just any sex. He’d had sex with the most beautiful woman of his acquaintance, and instead of being at ease, intel igent, sophisticated about it, he spoke in simple sentences. He didn’t even know what a man should say to a woman after she’d turned his life inside out.

Thank you?

Please, may I have more? More, more, more.

A splash of cold water in the face brought him to his senses.

Richard scrubbed himself clean while frantical y working up the courage to climb back up the bank and face her. He imagined it would be easier with clothes on but once he’d dressed, he stil felt awkward and shy. His confusion was compounded by the understanding that Grace let him have a “poke,” as his uncle would say, not out of attraction but out of mercy.

He’d had a mercy poke.

God, the thought was humbling…and yet, they’d had sex several times. He hadn’t been able to keep his hands off her.

Heat rose to his face. No wonder she wasn’t communicative with him. He’d been a randy fool.

Richard hated pul ing his boots on without socks. Would hate more walking in them. It was a fit punishment for what he’d done.

He decided the best action would be to take his signal from Grace. If she wanted to discuss what happened between them, he would—although he hadn’t a clue what to say. After al , he’d been alone al his life.

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