Twice Upon a Time by Samantha Grace

Author:Samantha Grace
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2013-08-28T22:00:00+00:00

~7~

FELICITY stole another peek at Mr. Beckford’s muscled chest and forgot the lesson her father had ingrained in her during her medical training. No matter how foul the air, no matter how ghastly the sight, a doctor hides his reaction behind a mask of professionalism.

Well, that was fine and good for Papa to say, but Felicity had never seen anything quite like Mr. Beckford’s physique in all of her years of practice. He was neither foul nor ghastly. He was breathtaking.

Literally.

Felicity struggled to draw in each breath. They came faster, grew more ragged. Her pulse hammered in her ears at a deafening rate. Coming to his room was a mistake.

She backed away slowly. “I will put the pillow over my head. Then I won’t hear Lord Penlow’s snores. Sorry to have disturbed you.”

“Come here, woman.” Mr. Beckford’s strong fingers encircled her wrist and urged her into his room. “You’ve done nothing but disturb me since the night we met.”

“Oh!” She made a feeble effort to free her arm, but her feet carried her over the threshold. “I did apologize, did I not? For your—” her gaze dropped lower— “you know.”

“Could we please cease discussion of my you know? He is beginning to think you like him.”

Felicity had an insane urge to point out they had never been properly introduced, but her words would be viewed as an invitation to bed her. “Really, I should go, Mr. Beckford.”

“Call me Julian.” He pushed the door closed with his bare foot. “Seeing as how you are responsible for my inability to sleep, you could at least extend the courtesy of keeping me company while I’m awake.”

Company implied companionship, and her presence in a gentleman’s room dressed in nothing but her nightrail could only be construed as consent to—

Yes, seeking out Mr. Beckford was a colossal mistake. She had thought to request he switch places with her, but how foolish she was.

The absurdity of guarding her innocence as if it were a precious possession was not lost on her. Saving herself for marriage was no longer necessary, but she was well aware of what a careless moment could reap. There were enough lives dependent on her. She wouldn’t bring one more into the world.

His hand slipped around her waist, his fingers wrapping around her hip to anchor her against him.

Felicity shivered. “I could mix a sleeping tonic if it pleases you, sir.”

He guided her toward the bed. “You appear as if you are already under the influence of a tonic. Are you certain you are not sleepwalking?”

“Fairly certain.” Every inch of her vibrated with awareness. She was not sleeping. Her arms and legs were heavy, however, and her eyes stung as if fine grains of salt had been flung into them. She wasn’t simply fatigued, she was dead tired, and Mr. Beckford’s bed did look inviting.

He paused and turned her to face him before easing the blanket from her head and shoulders. Her breath caught. His nearness interrupted even the most basic function of human existence.

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