Someone to Watch Over Me
Someone to Watch Over Me
“After a blink of surprise, the footman averted his gaze from the small, disheveled form in Grant’s arms.
Carrying his precious burden upstairs, his coat wrapped snugly around her, Grant glanced at Vivien’s half-hidden face. She was flushed and silent, her expression conveying uncertainty but not unwillingness. Remembering his words of love to her in the carriage, he felt his own color heighten, though he did not, would not, regret having said it. This was the first time in his adult life that he had ever told a woman he loved her. He had discovered a side of himself that he had never known existed until tonight, and he wanted to show Vivien all the tenderness and passion he was capable of.
They reached his room, and he set Vivien beside the bed. Smoothing his hands over her tousled hair, he kissed her mouth, shaping her lips with his own. He pulled the pins from her fiery locks and loosened her braids, letting her hair flow soft and warm over his hands.
“Tell me what to do,” she whisp...ered, her hands slipping beneath his coat, exploring the hard lines of his waist and back.MoreLess
Carrying his precious burden upstairs, his coat wrapped snugly around her, Grant glanced at Vivien’s half-hidden face. She was flushed and silent, her expression conveying uncertainty but not unwillingness. Remembering his words of love to her in the carriage, he felt his own color heighten, though he did not, would not, regret having said it. This was the first time in his adult life that he had ever told a woman he loved her. He had discovered a side of himself that he had never known existed until tonight, and he wanted to show Vivien all the tenderness and passion he was capable of.
They reached his room, and he set Vivien beside the bed. Smoothing his hands over her tousled hair, he kissed her mouth, shaping her lips with his own. He pulled the pins from her fiery locks and loosened her braids, letting her hair flow soft and warm over his hands.
“Tell me what to do,” she whisp...ered, her hands slipping beneath his coat, exploring the hard lines of his waist and back.MoreLess
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