The Dark Knight by Tori Phillips

Author:Tori Phillips
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-09-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Tonia awoke with a start. Daylight illuminated the hallway beyond the open door. Sandor, fully dressed in his clothes, shook the snow from his hair and shoulders before he knelt to kiss her.

“I find you with God,” he said with a beaming smile.

A little embarrassed to be discovered still naked in the morning’s weak light, Tonia sat up on the fleece, drew her knees up to her chest and wrapped her cloak more tightly around her. “Good morrow,” she replied with a little catch in her throat, remembering how shameless she had been in her lovemaking last night. What did Sandor think of her now?

Chuckling, he stroked the tips of her bare toes that protruded from under the heavy wool blanket. “I have just been to Baxtalo and told him of our new happiness.” Sandor threw several logs on the sleeping fire. “He is very pleased for us.” He rolled his rs in the way Tonia had grown to love. “He sends you his love. He would have come himself but he is too large to fit through the outer doorway.”

She blinked at him. “Your horse understands what you say to him?”

Sandor added some brush to the firewood and prodded the pile with the old poker. “Baxtalo is a very intelligent animal. I trained him myself.”

Tonia couldn’t tell if he was jesting with her or if he was serious. Sandor’s relationship with his horse was a very special one. “You make it sound as if you asked for his blessing,” she remarked lightly.

Sandor looked at her. “I did. He is the closest thing to my family that I have at the moment. ’Tis a great regret that I cannot speak to your father as well.” He tickled her foot. “Though methinks your father would not be in a listening mood if he saw us just now.”

Tonia covered her toes. “I fear you speak the truth.”

Sandor sat down beside her. “Is your father a patient man?”

Tonia thought of the great giant that was Guy Cavendish and smiled. She couldn’t wait to see him and her mother again. “He is a thinking man,” she replied. “He rarely acts in haste. That is what my Uncle Brandon does.”

Sandor raised his brows. “You too have an uncle? Jaj! The world is filled with uncles, methinks. My Uncle Gheorghe—bah!” He waved away the disapproving image of his relative. “’Tis good for us that he too is not here.”

Tonia dragged her fingers through her tangled hair and wished that she had been arrested with a comb in her hand. Until Sandor’s arrival at Hawksnest, she had not bothered to worry over the state of her tresses. Now everything was different—everything.

“Why is my father’s patience so important?”

Sandor gaped at her. “You do not know?” He puffed out his chest and thumped it. “I am an honorable man, my Lady Gastonia. I do not ravish virgins in the middle of the night then ride away.” Pausing, he gave her a mischievous grin. “And you were well and truly a virgin.

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