Border Lord's Bride
“For a moment he felt a flash of pure hope before his usual guilt swamped him. Did he truly deserve the joy she spoke of earlier?
"I know you have feelings for me, whether you choose to express them or not," Elizabeth said softly.
"Have I said—?" "I saw the painting." She'd seen the painting? His breath stilled in his chest as embarrassment warred with confusion. "Now you know my deepest secrets." "Nay," she said softly. "Your secrets are still your own. I have no idea why you painted me or what... the portrait truly means. Perhaps you'll explain it to me in time." He wanted to accuse her of overstepping her bounds, wanted to make her feel as exposed as he felt right now. "You had no right to go upstairs and into my old chamber. The girls know better." He was glad when she flinched. "They went to the second floor because I asked them. They only wanted to please you, as did I." She drew back from him. "What I found in your bedchamber was much more than I expected. And I'm not talking about the painting.MoreLess
"I know you have feelings for me, whether you choose to express them or not," Elizabeth said softly.
"Have I said—?" "I saw the painting." She'd seen the painting? His breath stilled in his chest as embarrassment warred with confusion. "Now you know my deepest secrets." "Nay," she said softly. "Your secrets are still your own. I have no idea why you painted me or what... the portrait truly means. Perhaps you'll explain it to me in time." He wanted to accuse her of overstepping her bounds, wanted to make her feel as exposed as he felt right now. "You had no right to go upstairs and into my old chamber. The girls know better." He was glad when she flinched. "They went to the second floor because I asked them. They only wanted to please you, as did I." She drew back from him. "What I found in your bedchamber was much more than I expected. And I'm not talking about the painting.MoreLess
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