To Kiss a Spy by Jane Feather

Author:Jane Feather [Feather, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Romance, cookie429, Kat, Extratorrents
ISBN: 0553583077
Publisher: Bantam
Published: 2002-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Fifteen

Owen went into a peal of laughter when Pen appeared in the stable yard.

“What’s so funny?” Pen demanded, pulling Cedric’s cap down low on her brow. “Mary thought it was scandalous but she didn’t think there was anything amusing about my appearance.”

“It’s just so unlikely,” Owen said through his laughter. “You’re far too pretty for a page.”

Pen considered whether to accept this as a compliment or as an adverse comment on her disguise. She decided it was both. “Well, I can’t do much about it,” she stated, tugging at the hem of Cedric’s short doublet as if she could thus lengthen it to cover more of her thighs.

“It has its alluring aspects,” Owen observed. “I hadn’t realized you had quite such a deliciously round backside.”

At any other time she might have been flattered, but not in the middle of an inn’s stable yard. Pen flushed to the roots of her hair. “Someone will overhear you!”

“There’s no one around,” he returned with perfect truth. “The groom has gone to fetch Cedric’s horse for you. I believe we’ll make better progress if you ride Nugget.”

“Does Cedric mind?” Pen asked doubtfully.

“No more than he minds lending his spare suit of clothes and being excluded from my business for the day. If he wants to go abroad he knows to use the cob, although I doubt he’ll subject himself to such an indignity.” Owen’s smile was affectionate.

Pen had observed both Cedric’s adoration of his master and Owen’s easily affectionate manner with the lad. It had struck her that there was a strong bond between master and page. It was another of the mysteries that thickened around Owen d’Arcy.

The groom appeared from the stable leading Cedric’s dun-colored mare. He barely glanced at the page. “I’ll fetch the black now, m’lord.”

Owen nodded and turned to Pen. “Let me put you up.”

Pen didn’t trust his somewhat wicked smile, but the dun stood too high for her to mount unaided. In her present costume she would be able to ride astride, though. She disliked the new sidesaddles that were now considered de rigueur for ladies of the court. They restricted movement too much.

She bent her knee for Owen to toss her up into the saddle. As she’d expected, he took the opportunity to run his hands over her bottom, and for one instant that left her breathless he slipped one hand between her thighs in a darting intimate caress before he boosted her into the saddle.

“Nice,” he observed with the same wicked smile. “Very nice indeed.”

Pen had not the slightest desire for sex play. The business at hand was far too serious, and yet Owen was behaving as if they were going on a jaunt. She refused to smile, and stared straight ahead.

Owen mounted his horse, the smile still playing on his lips, but he made no attempt to elicit a response. He turned his horse out of the stable yard and onto the road to High Wycombe.

It was barely seven o’clock but the world was already stirring.

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