Promise Of A Knight by Eliza Knight

Author:Eliza Knight
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: 0
Published: 2015-10-27T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

She was running from him.

Liam stared after the billowing white fabric, eerie against the night gloom, as she raced away, weaving her way through the garden paths. For a moment he watched, stunned by the orange glowing sky, and the woman who could have been an apparition.

Why would she run? Why wouldn’t she answer his questions? He only wanted to help her.

Liam could still taste her on his lips, feel her in his arms.

What in bloody hell?

As she reached the back door to the keep, his feet finally moved and he raced after her, every one of his strides worth three of hers. Inside the castle, he heard her footsteps racing up the stairs. He followed, in the dim light, seeing the ends of her robe flicking against the wall like white shadows as she passed just out of reach. Taking two stairs at a time, he finally caught up. He gripped both of her arms and pinned her to the wall, just below an arrow slit. Flattening her hands with his palms, he pressed them firmly against the stone, holding her prisoner, though if she tried to escape, he’d let her go.

“Why did you run?” Would he get an answer this time? Felt like all he did was ask questions that went unanswered.

Tears in her eyes, Alexandra bit her lip, shook her head, refusing to speak. But she didn’t try to wriggle free. Did that mean she wanted him to hold her hostage? To pry the truth from her? Breaths coming fast, her chest rose and fell. Their heartbeats melded with the sound of their heavy breathing.

Hell, all Liam wanted to do was kiss away her tears. But they’d played this game before. Kisses were a distraction from the truth. And he had to know the truth.

“You’re hiding something from me,” he accused. “Tell me what it is.”

“None of yer business.” Her voice did not hold firm conviction and her eyes pleaded. But for what? She wasn’t trying to get free. Did she simply wish him to continue beseeching her for the truth?

Liam started to lean close, instinctively needing to touch her but caught himself. “Everything in this castle is my business.”

Alexandra shook her head, her lower lip trembling. “Not everything.”

“Do not play games with me, my lady, I will win.” He laced his fingers through hers.

She shifted subtly but didn’t try to get away, in fact, she tightened her grip. “I am not good at games.”

“Ah, but that’s where you are wrong. You’ve done nothing but play games with me since the day we met. Falling so prettily on the field by Lamberton, teasing me with your lilting laugh, the twinkle in your eye, distracting me with your sweet and naughty kisses.” She couldn’t help but nibble on that pouty lower lip. “I’d say you have playing games down very well, indeed.”

“Rogue,” she murmured, tilting her face up for more of a kiss.

He resisted, enjoying the game. “Wench. Answer me.”

She shook her head.

Liam locked his gaze on hers.

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