Christmas At Hollywell by Bethany M. Sefchick

Author:Bethany M. Sefchick
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bethany M. Sefchick

Chapter Six

Catherine was afraid. She could not really pretend otherwise as Julian closed the door to his chambers behind them and locked it so that no inquisitive servant would interrupt them. Oh, she knew that Julian would not hurt her. He was not that kind of man. However, she was afraid of herself, of how Julian would make her feel and the things she would feel for him. For even though they had only just met, there was a part of her that was coming to enjoy the woman she was in his presence. And that, perhaps more than anything, did more than frighten her. It terrified her.

When she was with Julian, Catherine didn't feel old or worthless or that she had nothing to offer anyone as she had for so long. Rather she felt vivacious and alive, as if she had value and worth - feelings and emotions that had been missing in her life for so long. She did not believe that she was in love with Julian. It was far too soon for that sort of thing, and she was intelligent enough to know that, when he did choose a wife, it would be to a young debutante his own age who did not have one deceased husband in her past. Yet she could not deny that she felt something for him. Not that she would ever allow him to see those emotions, of course. She desired his body, not his pity.

Catherine had felt this peculiar sensation growing deep inside of her as she had followed Julian up the ornately carved staircase, the one reserved for the private use of the master and mistress of Hollywell. She had little experience with emotions such as these but whatever she was feeling just now was powerful, so powerful that it threatened to overwhelm her.

This wasn't real. She continued to whisper that mantra to herself in her mind as she trailed behind him, her body coming alive at the idea of finally coupling with a man. Or rather, coupling with Julian. She would be lying if she said that she had not thought about this moment. Dreamed of it. She had, in fact, been thinking of what this would be like from almost the very first moment that she laid eyes upon him, and she was still just as afraid now as she had been then.

"You are exquisite," Julian whispered as he came up behind her, placing his hands lightly on her shoulders and pulling her from her thoughts. "Strong and powerful, yet delightfully soft and curved in all of the right places. Just as a woman should be." He placed a kiss to the back of Catherine's neck. "Never forget that." Then another kiss, this one different than the first as she felt the light brush of his tongue along the column of her spine.

"I...I won't." Catherine could not find her breath while he was so near her. "Julian, I..." She stopped when he lightly grasped her upper arms and turned her in his embrace.

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