meant.
"I'm certain that you were trying to get away from a man. A beauty such as yours must surely attract a flock of suitors, my lady. It is glad I am that you have chosen me."
"Chosen you....?" The nerve of the man. Anger sparked in her eyes. She started to protest indignantly ,when a knock at the door silenced her. From beyond a husky gruff voice called out, inquiring as to whether Kendrick had seen a young woman in a light blue gown.
“A light blue gown?” Impassioned eyes swept over her.
In quivering apprehension, Rowena w aited for the dark-haired rogue to give her away, to hand her over to the brawny conspirator. Instead, he merely put his finger to his lips as he smiled, pushing her gently, but firmly, behind the door as he opened it.
"God's blood, can not a man shave and go about his necessities without disturbance?" he shouted, feigning annoyance.
The knight was not intimidated. "I’m searching for a fugitive. A young woman wearing light blue or gray. Have you seen her?"
“Seen her?” Throwing back his head Kendrick roared his laughter. "My good man, had I seen a young woman roaming about I would now have her between the sheets, not be dawdling here jabbering with you. But the answer is no. The only face I've looked upon has been yours, much to my regret."
This time there was a pause, then, "Are you certain?"
"As sure as I am of my own name. Now, if you have nothing more to say, my bath water is growing cold."
"Bath water? Fie! You men from across the Channel are a strange lot. Ugh...you'll catch the ague or at least a chill... ! But to each his own."
“Aye, to each his own.”
There was another pause. “Well, if you cannot help me, good day.”
“Good day!”
Rowena heard the door slam and the heavy trod of footsteps and sighed her relief. Perhaps this dark-haired new-comer was not quite as bad as she supposed. "Thank you--" His mouth closed on hers before she could say another word.
For the moment, his firm lips molded against hers, Rowena was speechless. His kiss was surprisingly gentle as he caressed the softness of her mouth. So gentle that she somehow forgot to put up a fight. As his kiss jolted her with sweet fire, she yielded for just a moment. She had never felt like this. Never. It was as if he took her breath away, mingled it with his own. His strong arms reached around her waist to draw her closer against him and Rowena did not want to pull away no matter how much reason told her that she should.
"It is as if you were molded just for me," she heard him say as he drew his mouth away, His words tickled her ear, sending another shiver of warmth up her spine. "I will show you delights you never dreamed of."
Again his mouth claimed hers and Rowena could only wonder at the feelings this man's nearness was igniting. It was as if a raging fire burned through her veins, as if she were standing on the edge of a precipice in danger of falling off. A breathless feeling , albeit a feeling heightened by a strange sense of fear. Somehow she was losing control and yet passionately she surrendered to her senses, shivering as his mouth and tongue traced the outline of her neck and shoulders.
Kendrick knew at once that the young woman in his arms was not experienced but even so he continued with his lovemaking, surprised by the feelings she evoked. He had taken his share of women to his bed, but never had a mere kiss so quickly ignited his passion. A strange feeling of protectiveness warmed him as he thought how she stirred his heart as well as his loins. Nonetheless he reveled in her response to him as he reached down the front of her blue gown to stroke the peaks of her breasts, lifting so impudently to taunt him.
Rowena tensed immediately. T he touch of his hands upon her naked skin with such familiarity brought back down to earth with a thud. How dare this man she hardly knew be so familiar with her? She
"I'm certain that you were trying to get away from a man. A beauty such as yours must surely attract a flock of suitors, my lady. It is glad I am that you have chosen me."
"Chosen you....?" The nerve of the man. Anger sparked in her eyes. She started to protest indignantly ,when a knock at the door silenced her. From beyond a husky gruff voice called out, inquiring as to whether Kendrick had seen a young woman in a light blue gown.
“A light blue gown?” Impassioned eyes swept over her.
In quivering apprehension, Rowena w aited for the dark-haired rogue to give her away, to hand her over to the brawny conspirator. Instead, he merely put his finger to his lips as he smiled, pushing her gently, but firmly, behind the door as he opened it.
"God's blood, can not a man shave and go about his necessities without disturbance?" he shouted, feigning annoyance.
The knight was not intimidated. "I’m searching for a fugitive. A young woman wearing light blue or gray. Have you seen her?"
“Seen her?” Throwing back his head Kendrick roared his laughter. "My good man, had I seen a young woman roaming about I would now have her between the sheets, not be dawdling here jabbering with you. But the answer is no. The only face I've looked upon has been yours, much to my regret."
This time there was a pause, then, "Are you certain?"
"As sure as I am of my own name. Now, if you have nothing more to say, my bath water is growing cold."
"Bath water? Fie! You men from across the Channel are a strange lot. Ugh...you'll catch the ague or at least a chill... ! But to each his own."
“Aye, to each his own.”
There was another pause. “Well, if you cannot help me, good day.”
“Good day!”
Rowena heard the door slam and the heavy trod of footsteps and sighed her relief. Perhaps this dark-haired new-comer was not quite as bad as she supposed. "Thank you--" His mouth closed on hers before she could say another word.
For the moment, his firm lips molded against hers, Rowena was speechless. His kiss was surprisingly gentle as he caressed the softness of her mouth. So gentle that she somehow forgot to put up a fight. As his kiss jolted her with sweet fire, she yielded for just a moment. She had never felt like this. Never. It was as if he took her breath away, mingled it with his own. His strong arms reached around her waist to draw her closer against him and Rowena did not want to pull away no matter how much reason told her that she should.
"It is as if you were molded just for me," she heard him say as he drew his mouth away, His words tickled her ear, sending another shiver of warmth up her spine. "I will show you delights you never dreamed of."
Again his mouth claimed hers and Rowena could only wonder at the feelings this man's nearness was igniting. It was as if a raging fire burned through her veins, as if she were standing on the edge of a precipice in danger of falling off. A breathless feeling , albeit a feeling heightened by a strange sense of fear. Somehow she was losing control and yet passionately she surrendered to her senses, shivering as his mouth and tongue traced the outline of her neck and shoulders.
Kendrick knew at once that the young woman in his arms was not experienced but even so he continued with his lovemaking, surprised by the feelings she evoked. He had taken his share of women to his bed, but never had a mere kiss so quickly ignited his passion. A strange feeling of protectiveness warmed him as he thought how she stirred his heart as well as his loins. Nonetheless he reveled in her response to him as he reached down the front of her blue gown to stroke the peaks of her breasts, lifting so impudently to taunt him.
Rowena tensed immediately. T he touch of his hands upon her naked skin with such familiarity brought back down to earth with a thud. How dare this man she hardly knew be so familiar with her? She
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