Tamed by Your Desire by Jen Holling

Author:Jen Holling
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon & Schuster

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FAYTH RESTED AGAINST the wall of Alex’s chest as they traveled in silence across the bogs and forests. They didn’t have another horse for Fayth to ride and even if they had, it was doubtful Fayth could have sat in a saddle all day. Alex was staying away from the firth, he told her, in case Ridley watched the most direct route to Gealach. They’d left the cave yesterday afternoon and ridden until long past dark, finally stopping to rest when Fayth was no longer able to suppress her moans of agony and exhaustion.

The short rest had done her some good, but they were back at it again today, and dark was falling. She hoped they would stop soon, though none of them seemed inclined to. Fayth’s arm ached dully and she felt frail and empty, but her head was clear and she no longer burned and shook with fever. Her captor/protector, however, was another matter. She chanced a look up at him from beneath her lashes. His face was flushed with fever and he seemed ready to collapse. This was her doing. She’d shot him and now it would fester and he would die.

Her father would have been so proud.

Her teeth clenched at the thought. She no longer wanted to make her father, or anyone else, proud. Except perhaps herself. And she’d done nothing of late to earn even her own pride. Alex was not at all the man she’d expected and though she was still uncertain of many things, it was clear he was inherently a good, honorable man. She should tell him about Ridley and all his scheming. She owed him that much, but she was afraid he’d think it a lie or trick.

He felt the movement of her head against his chest and glanced down at her. “Do you need to stop?”

It set her heart fluttering every time he looked at her that way. She wished he wouldn’t, it made everything that much more confusing. And why was he so gentle with her? She could not understand him. She was his enemy. Before recent events, had their roles been reversed, she could not say she would have been so charitable.

His eyes were fever bright, but still the deepest blue she’d ever seen. He hadn’t shaved in days. Dark reddish-brown whiskers shadowed his chin and jaw and upper lip—nearly a short beard. She’d thought he was fetching, clean shaven, but the beard made him seem older, more worldly, accentuating wide, sensual lips.

She quickly lowered her eyes. She tried to speak, but her mouth was dry. She cleared her throat and rasped, “Could we stop?”

He called to the others. He handed her down to Davie, who settled her against a rock and left to tend Alex’s shoulder. As usual, Alex tried to insist Davie tend her arm first. And, as usual, the leech pretended not to hear him. When Alex pushed at his shoulder to get his attention, Davie merely looked at him blankly, as if he didn’t understand, though he appeared to understand most of everything else Alex said.

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