Whispers of Heaven by Candice Proctor

Author:Candice Proctor
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-10-05T20:56:47+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

Seagulls dipped and wheeled, their white wings catching the brilliance of the sun, their harsh cries barely audible above the roar of the waterfall that shot over the stark face of the granite cliff to tumble white and frothy and quick to the sea, three hundred feet or more below.

Lucas reined in his horse near the grassy edge of the bluff, his gaze narrowing against the sea- and sand-intensified glare as he stared at the small inlet far below. The surf was gentle today, a lazy, light-sparkled turquoise swell that rolled onto the distant narrow crescent of shingled beach with a softly rhythmic swish and drag.

Mounted on her dainty black mare beside him, Jesmond Corbett turned her face to the sea. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" she said, one leather-gauntleted hand coming up to grasp the brim of her jauntily masculine top hat as the breeze caught its long cream gauze veil and floated it gracefully out behind her. She had a new riding habit, of black worsted, with wide military-style cuffs and twin rows of brass buttons marching down the front, and a creamy lace jabot at her throat. She looked haughty and expensive and so vibrantly full of life, it made his throat ache, just to look at her.

"Aye," he said, his voice rough, and swung out of his saddle to go help her dismount. "Is this what we've come to see, then?"

She twisted her head to look down at him, the brim of her hat tilting, her crooked elbow pointing to the sky as she tightened her grip against the wind. A wash of golden sunlight fell across her face to glaze the elegantly high bones of her cheeks as she shook her head. "Not yet. What I want to show you is at the base of the cliffs."

"So there's a way down, is there?" He held out his arm to her. Only, instead of taking it, as was proper, she put her hands on his shoulders and smiled down at him with her eyes.

He went utterly still beneath her touch and watched her smile turn teasing, naughty. "Think you can manage the climb, Mr. Gallagher?"

Reaching up, he grasped her slim waist, felt the strength of her young body, full of life and promise, beneath his hands. "I think you're asking for trouble, lass."

She kicked her foot out of the stirrup. "Perhaps I am."

She slid from the saddle in a rush of fine cloth and feminine softness. For one stolen, dangerous moment, he let his arms close around her, held the warmth of her body close to his, breathed in the scent of her sun-kissed hair and skin. Her hands clutched at his shoulders, her head coming back, her mouth parting as she stared up at him. The wind gusted around them, rustling the long grass at their feet and bringing with it the briny scent of the sea and the quiet rush of the gentle surf. Her eyes were dark and wide, her body soft and yielding, and anyone, anyone could come along at any moment and see them.

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