What just happened? She’d left him frozen to the hallway floor like a love-struck youth. She’d turned away and slowly walked up the stairs with her beautiful behind shifting nonchalantly from side to side. All Will could do was stare after her, feeling as though he’d been slapped across the face with a wet kipper. He swallowed as his trousers tightened across his groin. He was in far too deep to be comfortable. He couldn’t stop thinking about her. A woman who would never be his. He closed his eyes and eased his head against the horse’s nose. Its soft velvety texture mixed with the general stench of horsiness and hot breath, which felt strangely soothing to his fraught nerves and confusion. “How could I have let this happen, boy?” “Whatever you’re asking him, I can quite assure you Carrington will not provide the answer.” Will abruptly straightened and heard the crick in his neck.
