Had her husband not been away on business in town, he would have been sitting next to her instead. Sapphire was grateful for his absence. Roe’s mother sat at his left side and his uncle, next to her. Because of the way they were seated, Sapphire had to share a cup and trencher with Roe. She was secretly happy for this and only hoped she’d be able to concentrate during the meal. “My lady, would you care for some spiced wine?” Roe held the goblet out to her and when she reached for it, his hand brushed against hers before he pulled it away. A wave of excitement rushed through her from his mere touch, and she lowered her gaze to the table instead of looking directly at him. She took a sip and handed it back, his hand reaching out and rubbing against the top of her left hand as he took it from her. Her eyes shot upward by his action, and their gazes interlocked – desire as well as intimacy passing briefly between them. “He didn’t even give you a ring?” he asked under his breath.
