through his wayward mind.
At the sound of his breath and his clumsy attempts at righting the bowls before they fell, Sarah turned around abruptly.
Chapter Six
Sarah had released her breath in a sigh of relief as soon as he had stepped from the wagon moments ago. She hadn't had much time, but she knew she had to think of something to tell this oaf when he came back with some food. And now here he was, smiling like an idiot as she unwittingly showed him her naked backside!
‘Calm down,’ she thought to herself. ‘ Think. Okay, so he thinks...or at least he DID think you were half senseless from the strike of lightning...... Amnesia...that's it! When he asks where you're from, you can't remember!’
She hoped he would fall for her ruse, since only a short while ago he decided she wasn't out of her mind…or ‘daft’ as he’d called it, after hearing her speak in a rational manner. It wasn't much, but it was a start on her plan for getting back home to her own time. After thinking on it a moment, she decided that maybe it wasn't even close to a plan after all, but at least it would keep her alive until she could think of one! But first there were more pressing matters to attend to. What would a medieval damsel do at a time like this?
It wasn't like he hadn't seen her completely naked before. Lord he'd seen and touched practically everything she owned but this was a matter of maidenly modesty. So she had to feign outrage. And that was what was bothering her the most at this moment…that she had to feign anything! Because for some reason she didn't mind Dominic seeing her naked caboose or any other part of her, for that matter. It felt so natural to see his seductive smile looking back at her as he watched, no caressed her with his eyes. Oh, God, she thought. Get a grip! Now, where was I? Oh yes....
“AAAAeeeeeeee!” She let out a scream and smiled inwardly quite satisfied that it was blood curdling enough to wake the dead.
Dominic set the bowls down with lightning speed and ran to where she was and quickly covered her mouth with one of his large hands.
“God's blood, woman!”
He deftly slipped a foot behind her knees knocking her off balance and he caught her up in his arms before tumbling down to the bed of the wagon on top of her.
She stared up at him wide-eyed, breathing heavily from both fear and some other emotion she couldn't quite name at this moment while staring at his beautiful face which was now only inches from her own.
“Did I hurt you?”
She shook her head ‘no’ while trying to shift her weight to a more comfortable position beneath his heavy body. He mistook her movement as an escape, and pinned her more securely.
“I am going to remove my hand from your mouth and you will be silent. Do you agree?”
She nodded in agreement and he uncovered her mouth.
She gasped .“Ow! My god, you have to move…you are hurting my side!”
He nodded and shifted slightly, taking his weight off her injured side, but remaining on top of her.
“Your unholy screeching has no doubt given my men the idea that I have had my way with you.” He stared down at her for a long moment. He could feel her soft curves beneath him and sucked in a ragged breath as he struggled to hold onto his train of thought . The image of her long legs wrapped around his waist burned white hot and furious within him right now and he wished he could hike up that shirt and...
He stopped himself before that vivid picture could bloom within his mind's eye.
“You are going to need to stay near me at all times,” he said, very simply.
Sarah was having trouble hearing a word that Dominic was saying. His lips were only inches from hers and she could feel his warm breath on her face with every word he said. His silver-blue eyes sparkled with depth and intensity as he spoke and she thought for just a moment she might fall into them. His teeth were so straight and white. He looked like some kind of model in a cologne ad or
Jean S. Macleod
S. J. Rozan
Grace Brophy
Dan Fesperman
Nashoda Rose
Angelina Jenoire Hamilton
Viola Grace
Michael Barakiva
Graham Hurley
Jake