The Lady And The Knight (Highland Brides) - Plot & Excerpts
"Drink," he said. She did, then trembled, and drank again. He watched her throat move, then lowered his gaze. Although she had replaced her bodice, she hadn't taken the time to pull the ties tight. The neckline sagged slightly. That alone was enough to cause him heart palpitations. Under that gown she was naked. It was a strange thought. And odder still how it affected him. He remembered her breasts, small and firm, and unearthly soft. In fact, he remembered them so clearly that they might as well have been bared. But they weren't. He took the bottle back and drank. "You'd best take off your clothes, lady," he said. Her eyes widened. How was it that she seemed so young sometimes, so untouched, and then at others she could hold the whole world at bay for the sake of an unprotected infant that was not hers? "Take them off." He wished he was drunk now, beyond caring, but his tone sounded disturbingly sober. "I'll try not to look." "Try?" "I mean, I won't look." For one crazed moment, he thought he saw the pink bow of her mouth lift into the whisper of a smile.
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