the Gentleman's Quest (2010) by Simmons Deborah

Author:Simmons, Deborah [Deborah, Simmons,]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-01-14T19:08:00.843000+00:00

The next morning, Hero woke to the sound of rain pelting against window panes. Snuggling deeper into her bed, she became aware that she was not at Raven Hill, for she had slept long and well. And she was more comfortable than she ever had been in her life.

The reason for that condition soon became apparent, for when Hero opened her eyes, she saw that she was clinging to a large lump of blankets. Since it was solid and gave off an enormous amount of heat, she realized that Kit must be in there somewhere.

Heart thudding, she glanced around to view the room crookedly. Sometime during the night she must have migrated to the other end of the bed in search of Kit's warmth. Although he was still on top of most of the bedding, it was a tangle, and Hero struggled to extricate herself. For in the bright light of day, the dangers of sharing a bed were far more glaring than in the seductive darkness.

Thoughts of what might have happened--and the dire consequences--robbed Hero of her breath, and she pulled at the material trapping her, only to hear the distinctive sound of it ripping. In an instant, she was staring into dark eyes, alert above her, and for a moment she felt the full weight of Kit's hard body.

"What the devil?" he murmured.

Hero did not care to make her explanations while lying beneath warm, muscular male, and she slid out as best she could, trying not to think about the way he looked, the way he smelled, the way he felt against her. Stumbling to her feet, Hero clasped her arms about her, as though to ward off the man's potent allure.

"I--I think I tore your shirt," she said.

Having discovered no outside threat to either of them, Kit leaned back against the pillow, a lazy smile on his handsome features. "Did I miss something?"

"No!" Realizing that she was reacting far too strongly, Hero tried to compose herself. Where was her cap? She grabbed at her hair, pulling it up tightly once more.

"Look at how late it is. We've slept away half the morning," Hero said, only to choke on the words. "We'll have time to make up."

A grunt signaled that Kit was finally stirring from the bed, though Hero studiously avoided looking in that direction. She busied herself putting on her boots, donning the guise of a boy when she felt less like one every day.

"It's wasn't my shirt that tore, just a bit of pillowcase," Kit said, and Hero sighed in relief. She did not want to waste time trying to find someone to mend it in this awful place, while her own sewing skills were definitely lacking.

She just wanted to leave, to escape the confines of the room, although she knew that the danger did not lie here, but would be traveling with her, ever present, ever tempting...Still, she turned to hurry Kit along, only to find him standing unmoving, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"What?" Hero asked.

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