Moonstone Landing by Meara Platt

Author:Meara Platt [Platt, Meara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Historical
Publisher: Dragonblade Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2022-10-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Henleigh awoke at dawn to stand on the balcony of her bedchamber. She peered into the mist, eager for the sight of Brioc making his way up the cliff stairs and crossing her garden, his shirt casually slung over his shoulder.

She was no longer offended by his appearance.

In truth, after feeling his kisses last night, she ached to feel more of him. Would his skin be warm against her palms? What would those splendid muscles of his feel like as she ran her hands over them? And the spray of dark curls across his chest? Would the hair be springy or soft?

She shook her head and sighed.

How easily he had turned her into a wanton.

Then she saw him through the disappearing mist, his arms and chest glistening from the drops of water he had not bothered to dry off after donning his boots and breeches. His shirt was slung over one shoulder, as usual. “Brioc,” she called out to him softly.

He glanced up and smiled at her. “Good morning, Hen.”

She let out a breath of relief and smiled back. “Did you sleep well?”

He laughed. “Yes. How about you?”

She nodded. “Quite well, thank you. Come around to the front of the house. I’ll unlatch the door to let you in.”

“You needn’t. A latched door won’t keep me out. I’ll be up in a moment.”

She used her fingers to brush back a few stray wisps of her braided hair and adjusted the belt of her robe. Most of her robes were loose, stiff, and buttoned down the front, but this one was of softest cotton and merely had a belt to wrap around her waist instead of all those buttons. She liked the way it clung to her body and hoped Brioc would find it attractive as well.

“Don’t you look pretty this morning, Hen,” he said, suddenly in her bedchamber and striding across it to join her on the balcony.

She smiled shyly. “Thank you. I expect I am a mess, but you are too polite to say otherwise.”

He had donned his shirt and had it neatly tucked in the waistband of his breeches once again. She swallowed her disappointment.

Those big muscles of his, attached to his hard, lean body, were beckoning for her exploration.

“What do you have planned today?” he asked, regaining her attention while she very discreetly ogled his body.

“Nothing in particular,” she said casually, hoping he had not noticed. “If the morning turns out nice, I thought I might take a walk along the beach.”

“I like the idea. It will be a nice day. I can tell by how quickly the mist is burning off the water. It will be rather hot, which should keep the water calm. Have Mrs. Hawke pack you a picnic lunch. Bring along a blanket to stretch out on and a bonnet to protect your face while you bask in the sun.”

“All right.” She returned indoors and was about to ask him to give her a few minutes of privacy, but he had disappeared.

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