LAVENDER BLUE (historical Romance) - Plot & Excerpts
“You can’t do this,” she cried. He halted at the door and looked around him before meeting her enraged gaze with a quizzical lift to his brow. “I don’t see anyone making an effort to stop me.” All the way back to the wharf, during the longboat trip back to the Revenge, while he hauled her up to his cabin, she pleaded with him, entreated him not to go through with his threat. He slammed the door behind them and faced her. How had she ever thought that smile inane? Why had she never seen its mockery? “But I mean to know you—in the Biblical sense, Jen.” “You have!” she shrieked. He grabbed the hem of her buckskin shirt and yanked it up over her head as if he were a parent undressing a reluctant child for bed. “I knew you as the Frenchman knew an object he had bought,” he pointed out calmly. “There is a difference. I mean to know you as a husband knows his wife.” She shook her hair free in the manner of an angry bull tossing his head when about to charge.
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