My Fair Mistress
“he murmured in a deep, silvery tone.Without waiting for her agreement, he unfastened her mantle and swept it from her shoulders. Crossing, he draped the garment over the banister, obviously too impatient to bother hanging her cloak inside the closet this time. Next, he slid her hat free of her head, then set the velvet confection atop the carved newel-post finial, the headgear’s pretty emerald-hued ribbons dangling downward like streamers. She removed her gloves and passed them to him. Setting them aside, he enfolded her hand inside his own and led her forward.Julianna shivered as she followed in his wake.How similar everything seems today, and yet how vastly different, she mused.On her first visit to this house, she’d been so afraid, convinced she would take no pleasure in an act she had always considered a duty, intrusive and rather demeaning by its very nature. Her stomach had churned then with anxiety, her devotion to her family the only thing that had held her to her pledge.But t...oday there was no fear and no thought of having to worry about promises, excitement the only sensation trembling inside her stomach, tingly as a hundred tiny butterfly wings.MoreLess
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