Velvet Touch by Catherine Archer

Author:Catherine Archer
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Historical Romance, Love Story, Medieval England, Romance, Medieval Romance, Knights
ISBN: 9781460876688
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-07-14T14:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Over the course of the next days Fellis found it far easier to avoid Stephen than she would have dared hope.

During the long ride from Glenmarket, she’d been able to think of little save getting home. And away from Stephen Clayburn.

When she finally located her father’s men, she had known he was right behind her. Thankfully he’d said not one word to her. Stephen had simply gone about readying them for the return journey to Malvern. Even when he had sent one of the men back to fetch the horse he had bought for her, he’d not so much as looked at Fellis, a fact that had eventually begun to irritate her however irrational it might be.

She felt almost as if she were the one at fault. In her heart of hearts, possibly she knew that she was. Hadn’t she secretly longed for what had just occurred.

Stephen might believe the kiss had been brought on by a reaction to the threat they had faced together. Fellis knew differently. Thus the shame must be her own. She had wanted him to kiss her, wanted it more than anything in her life.

When he’d taken her in his arms, she’d lost all thought of anything besides the pounding in her blood, the honeyed sweetness that rose up in her belly. Stephen’s lips had been so sure, so supple. Her nights since had been filled with the memory of the touch and taste and feel of him.

This very afternoon, a full week later, Fellis could not stop thinking about what had happened that day. As she stood looking down at her mother’s head, where she knelt measuring the hem of yet another new cote, she wondered what Mary Grayson would say about the thoughts that heated Fellis’s pale cheeks even now.

In shame and frustration, she wiped a hand across her furrowed brow.

“Mary, you must see that the child is exhausted.” Her grandmother’s chiding voice came from the bed. Fellis looked over at the dainty little woman who was propped against the pillows. With the warm weather had come a decided improvement in the elderly lady’s health. Fellis was warmed by the love that shone from the blue eyes that met her own, but she was surprised at what Myrian said next. “Let her go out and ride that new mare she’s told me about. ’Tis not right to have it cooped up in the stables, nor Fellis here in the keep on such a lovely day.” She indicated the cloudless blue sky that was visible through the open window.

Mary Grayson looked up from the hem of the samite cote that perfectly reflected the color of that summer sky. “Tired is she. Fellis has done little but stand while garments are fitted to her since she came back from Glenmarket a week gone. And please do not even mention that animal. Were Richard not a fool, he would have sent it back to the thief who sold it.” She rolled her eyes heavenward to emphasize her point.

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