Recognizing her, the butler bowed her inside. Cassie wielded Kirkland House’s dragon’s head knocker, wondering what mission awaited her this time. Published by Kensington Publishing Corporation But now he was sharing a small space with an attractive woman whom he liked and admired, and all he could think of was how much he wanted to touch her. The idea had hardly bothered him when there were no women in his world except in increasingly distant memories. He was quite heated enough.ĭuring the latter years of his captivity, passion had died and he’d felt like a eunuch. It barely took the chill off the air, but no matter. As the night wore on, he added wood to the flames in the primitive little fireplace. He rolled onto his side facing away, but it was impossible to forget her presence. With nothing else to distract him, all he could think about was her. He was so tired that he thought he’d sleep easily, too, but his mind stubbornly refused to slow down.Ĭassie might think herself lacking in beauty, but he found her increasingly alluring. Her laughter swiftly turned into the soft, regular breathing of sleep. “Tomorrow’s will be discovering if my seat is too sore to sit a saddle.” “Every day is a new adventure,” he replied.
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