Fair, Bright, and Terrible (Welsh Blades #2)

The Bright

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R obert moved his mouth up the furrow of her spine, taking his time to kiss every inch of it. He had meant it to tease her gently awake so that she might kiss him back and take him in her arms again. But if it did not cause her to wake and respond, then it allowed him to savor the taste of her naked skin at his leisure. By the time his lips reached the nape of her neck, he decided he was not sure which he wanted more. They were equally delightful prospects and he really only cared that she was here in his bed.

In spite of the cold, he’d pulled the bed curtains open just enough to let in the sun. It was too irresistible, to make love to her in the daylight and to watch it touch her nakedness while she slept next to him. It was in daylight that he had always known her, had always pictured her during their years apart.