His Mistletoe Miss (Magic and Mayhem #2) by Charles Jane

Author:Charles, Jane [Charles, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jane Charles

Chapter 8

Holly’s heart sped as Redgrave moved closer, and then his lips touched hers and Holly’s eyes fluttered closed. So gentle and so sweet. Her first kiss and it couldn’t have been more prefect. As a hand slipped about her waist, Redgrave’s lips pressed further and a number of new sensations swarmed her body from the tingling of his hand through her gown, to the heat of his kiss, warming her entire body. When the tip of his tongue touched her lips, heat washed through her as she parted and had to grasp his shoulders to keep from collapsing because she was fairly certain her legs would no longer hold her on their own. As his other hand caressed her cheek and neck, he delved deeper and Holly was well and truly lost. This moment could go on forever and it was more than she ever dreamed a kiss could be.

At the slam of the door, she jumped away from Redgrave and turned, but no human was present. Instead, a number of ghosts stared at her. The older ladies’ lips were pursed in disappointment while the men were grinning, and a nun held her hand over the little boy’s eyes, though he could see through the hand well enough and looked as if he’d eaten something sour. Holly’s face flooded with a different kind of heat as she stepped away from Redgrave. Goodness, how could she have forgotten herself?

“Who slammed the door?” Redgrave asked.

The ghosts turned as Sir Gervase materialized. “I wished to protect your reputation.”

Goodness, it was warm in here for a change. “Thank you.”

“But you should part. You are not to be alone long.”

“Where did all these other ghosts come from?” Redgrave whispered.

Holly blinked at him. “They’ve been here all along. Didn’t you see them before?”

“No. I didn’t,” he ground out and stepped away from her just as the door opened.

Oliver stepped inside and stopped, one eyebrow raised as he looked from Holly to Redgrave and back to Holly.

“Am I irrupting anything?” He causally strolled forward.

“Of course not,” Holly answered. Thank goodness Sir Gervase had shut the door or she would have been caught in a near compromising position. It was bad enough that they were alone in the parlor, worse behind a closed door, but thank goodness it was Oliver who found them and not someone else.

“I thought you’d be sketching. I didn’t expect Redgrave to be here.” He eyed the viscount with distrust.

“We were simply talking,” Holly answered. It was unusual for Oliver to be so tense. Did he really think she’d been compromised? Was he going to speak to Westbury?

Goodness! That would never do. It was only a kiss, and if Oliver or Ethan forced Redgrave’s hand then he’d never find the woman who was meant for him. “Did you need something?” She hadn’t seen Oliver since yesterday afternoon.

“It’s not important,” he hedged.

Perhaps it wasn’t since Oliver often came looking for her when he was bored. However, the castle was full of misses, so it was a wonder Oliver even remembered she was here.

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