Song of Isabel by Ida Curtis

Author:Ida Curtis
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: She Writes Press
Published: 2018-06-23T04:00:00+00:00

WHEN ISABEL TRIED TO MOVE IN HER SLEEP, SHE felt something holding her head in place. She opened her eyes and discovered Chetwynd had his arm on her hair. He was asleep, slumped beside her bed. She thought about how tired he must have been to fall asleep in such an awkward position. She held her head still so as not to wake him.

His head was buried in his arms, his golden hair mingled with her own dark curls. Although she did not wish to disturb him, Isabel could not resist touching his hair with her free hand. While her hair was made up of tight curls that gave resistance when you tried to pull your fingers through them, his tresses were rose-petal soft. There were no tangles to keep her fingers from sliding through the silky locks.

At her touch, Chetwynd turned his head to look at her. It was early morning, and there was just enough light for Isabel to see his face. His expression was still soft and relaxed from sleep.

“Would you come into bed and hold me?”

Her voice was a whisper that pulled at Chetwynd’s very soul. He halfheartedly tried to decline. “I don’t think it’s a good idea, my lady.” In spite of his words, he laid his hand on her throat and felt the pulse beating there.

“I’ll turn my back. You are fully clothed, my lord.”

Because Isabel turned away from him and moved over in the bed, she missed seeing his smile. She pulled her knees up, hoping to remind him of how he held her on the horse. She gave a sigh of relief when she felt him raise the blanket and move onto her bed.

Chetwynd positioned his body behind hers and moved one arm around her. As his hand rested below her breasts, he became very aware of the fact that her night shift was much thinner than the clothes she had been wearing when they were on his horse. Her rounded breasts rested on his arm, and he couldn’t help cupping one of them. When she snuggled back against him, Chetwynd was afraid he might go mad. He was fully awake now.

To distract himself from the soft body that was arousing his own, he whispered in her ear, “You told Jerome I rescued you from soldiers.”

“Yes,” she murmured, her voice husky with satisfaction. “We talked through the night. He told me how you and Ingram rescued him from life as a robber. You are a very chivalrous man, my lord.”

He didn’t feel like a chivalrous man. In fact, all he could think of was turning the woman he held so tenderly onto her back and burying himself deep inside her. He reminded himself that she was a virgin. If he did what he wanted to do, it would give her more pain than pleasure.

As his own tension grew, he could feel Isabel relaxing. He willed himself to do the same. If he could lull her to sleep again, he could back out of her bed.

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