Once a Mail Order Bride by Bold Diana

Author:Bold, Diana
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Western Historical Romance, historical romance, western, western romance
Publisher: Diana Bold
Published: 2019-08-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

SARAH JERKED AWAKE, causing a wave of cold water to slosh over the rim of the tub and splatter on the floor. She glanced around, disorientated, until she heard Luke’s voice.

“Sarah? Are you all right in there?”

She nodded then realized he couldn’t see her. “Yes,” she called, her voice raspy with sleep. “I’m fine. I just fell asleep. I’ll be out in a moment.”

“All right. I’ll be waiting for you in the parlor.”

She didn’t move until she heard him move away from the door. Then she dunked her head in the lukewarm water, rinsing her hair, in case she’d forgotten to do so before she fell asleep.

She toweled off and then donned her heavy flannel nightgown and robe. Twisting her wet hair in a towel, she left it piled atop her head. As much as she’d like to spend more time with Luke, she was too exhausted. She’d just pause outside the parlor and wish him goodnight.

But when she saw him, still gloriously bare-chested, setting up a chessboard before the fire, she couldn’t resist his hopeful smile. She patted her towel-covered hair in chagrin. “I have to do something with my hair. I’ll come back down after I’m done.”

She was halfway to the stairs when Luke’s voice stopped her. “Let me do it, Sarah. Let me brush your hair.”

“All right,” she murmured in surprise, turning back toward the parlor. She knelt on the plush carpeting in front of his chair and handed him her silver hairbrush.

“Turn around,” he whispered, pulling the towel free and allowing her golden tresses to spill down her back in a wet tumble. The faint scent of roses grew stronger.

He inhaled deeply, his pulse quickening despite his best intentions to control it. “You have such beautiful hair. I’ve been dying to touch it.”

“Really?” She cast him a startled look over her shoulder and then settled Indian-style on the floor, presenting him with the back of her head.

He gathered her hair in his hands, spreading it in a golden fan over his knees. The silky strands clung to his fingertips and trousers, spinning a web like the one she’d used to capture his heart. He imagined her poised above him in the throes of passion, her hair tickling his bare chest.

Clearing his throat, he picked up the brush and began to work out the tangles. After a while, she began to relax. Ten minutes later, her arms were resting against his calves and soft sighs of pleasure were escaping her lips.

“I had a maid who used to do this for me when I was a child. I’d forgotten how soothing it was.” Sarah’s voice was husky and low, the way he imagined she’d sound when they’d made love.

He set the brush aside and separated three thick blond skeins at her crown. “Would you like me to plait it?” He was reluctant to let her go. He’d never imagined he could get so much enjoyment out of touching a woman’s hair.

“You know how?” Sarah glanced over her shoulder, her green eyes lit with an impish glow.

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