Wenna by Virginia Taylor

Author:Virginia Taylor [Taylor, Virginia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensignton Publishing Corp.
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Dev undressed for bed. Wenna, still surprisingly modest, always changed into her nightgown in the room she now used as her dressing room, already showing the poise of the Viscountess she was. Although this amused him, he would much rather see her step out of her gown. His imagination made him smile as he plopped onto the bed and pulled up the cover to his waist.

She arrived, dressed in her usual pristine white nightgown with her hair a bright haze across her shoulders. He wanted to bury his face into the lush softness. Undoubtedly, she noticed his desire for her, which he had harbored since this morning, for she shook her head. “Not tonight. I’m tired.”

“I thought I had you on a promise?”

“Do you want me to be dutiful, or enthusiastic?”

He rubbed the back of his neck. “I could change your mind.”

“I know, but I don’t want you to.”

Sighing, he lifted the sheet so that she could wriggle in beside him. “You’ve had a long day. I understand. I don’t know if indicated this, Wenna, but tonight I was proud to be your husband.”

She lay beside him, her face a picture of astonishment. Her mouth curved into a delighted smile. “Proud?” She stroked his cheek in a way he found placating. “That’s a lovely thing to say. I don’t think I’ve ever heard that word before in my life—or perhaps my mother once told me she was sure I would make her proud.”

He covered her hand with his palm. If she didn’t want him tonight, he would settle for affection, for he’d begun to feel a great amount for her, too much perhaps. “I didn’t know you at all when I married you. I could see you weren’t afraid of anyone, and you wouldn’t let anyone run roughshod over you. But I didn’t know then that you would be yourself on every occasion. You have no pretense about you. My friends appreciated this. They scooped you up like one of their own. We might have a business relationship rather than a real marriage, but every day I’m realizing what a perfect choice I made in you.”

“I had a dreadful moment when Ivor arrived.” Her breath tickled across his neck as she laughed softly. Every time she smiled, something inside him relaxed and warmed. He wished he could make her laugh more often.

“You handled him perfectly by reminding him of his childhood.”

“How amazing that he didn’t marry Nell. She used to be his shadow. She always assumed she would marry him. I always knew I wouldn’t.” She laughed again. “He needed admirers. Even as the daughter of working people, I didn’t admire him. He was always so judgmental.”

“He certainly judged you when he first entered the room. You got him onside quickly. I think my father would approve of you. He doesn’t tolerate ninnies.” He rolled onto his side, smiling into her eyes. Her soft hair, as always, drew him, and he sifted his fingers through her wild curls. Only a few weeks ago, he wouldn’t have imagined enjoying this simple pleasure.

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