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Monday, May 13, 2013
The Temptation of a Kiss ~ Chapter 11
The unconscious man spanning across
Landon’s lap was growing bothersome to him. He looked down at the lifeless body
and clenched his teeth. I cannot wait
until you regain your wits about you because I will surely enjoy knocking them
back out of you once more.
By the position of the moon he
figured he had maybe three hours before the sun started to rise. Landon nudged
his steed. I have to return before the
house awakes. I lost too much time chasing him through the woods. The image
of Brook in his arms flashed in his mind. Damn
it! I should’ve left her a note but there was no time. I pray she wasn’t
Landon sat down in a chair and
gazed out the window at the sun beginning to peek over the horizon. His heavy
lids gave into the need for sleep.
~ Two Hours
A warm spray of sunshine tickled
Brook’s face. Reaching up she rubbed her nose and opened one eye shielding it
with her hand from the bright light. It
could not be any later than 6:30. I didn’t even get three hours rest. Mercy my
eyes will be so puffy. Damn him for asking me to wait!
The thought of last night’s near
kiss flashed in her mind. She let out a long sigh. I can’t believe I waited that long for him. Her arm found her
forehead and it rest there. “He never returned,” she whispered. Closing her
eyes she tried so hard to drown out his smile. All the words he had whispered
to her. His touch. The way he smelled. All of it.
Brook threw back the covers and sat
up. Loud chirping from the birds outside her window sang their morning songs.
“Glad they have something to be joyful about, “Brook mumble as she walked to
There was no maid to aid her at her
own request. Coming from a humble background she wouldn’t know what to do with
one. Emerging from the closet she had removed all her night wear and had a pale
blue dress in hand. She was not in the habit of walking around naked but she
was never in a situation of having her own private chamber either.
The sun was now basking in through
the French doors. Brook turned gazing at her bare reflection in the mirror. Perhaps I am too light. I resemble a ghost
with a hint of freckles. Oh yuck. She examined her shoulders. I swear every morning I awake there are a
few more of them.
Brook paused and gazed at her neck.
She touched the spot where Landon’s lips had last touched her skin. Her eyes
slowly shut as she could almost feel his warm breath upon her. “I wish you
would have returned,” she said softly.
Her eyes opened and she stepped
back as she shook her head. No more. Not
another thought about him. Sleepy blue eyes glistened back at her in the
mirror. She quickly wiped away a stray tear. That will be the only one I shed for him. You are not some foolish
young girl anymore. His words carry no meaning and his desires are nothing more
than just that…desires. A man’s need to concur and use. Brook paused for a
moment gazing at the woman in the mirror she had no become. Although I wish it were different. I wish
his words were not so empty. I…I wish he felt them the way he speaks them. So
full of passion and romantic hidden wanton.
A white blur off to her left caught
her eye. She let out a loud gasp at the sight of him and immediately covered
her mouth with both hands. Staring at him she leaned forward slightly. Landon
sat fast asleep in a chair in the corner of her room. Slowly she inched closer
and noticed blood droplets down his shirt. Her hand reached out towards his
swollen lower lip. Landon stirred a little and Brook yanked her arm back.
As she stood upright she caught her
own reflection in the mirror. I’m naked!
Oh dear lord I am really naked. Taking up her dress in her hand she ran
into her closet and dressed without haste all the while peeping out the door
for any sign of him moving about.
“What the devil is he doing in
here?” she mumbled. “This is highly inappropriate. Especial given the fact I am
naked!” With trembling hands she buttoned her dress up as far as she could then
left the room.
“Sarah, are you awake?” Brook asked
as she softly knocked on the door. Oh
please be here.
opened and she met with Devon’s smile. “Good morning Brook,” he said. Her wide
eyes caused him to chuckle. He pushed the door open further. “Please do come
good morning,” Sarah said from her dressing table.
into the room as she nodded at Devon. Ever so careful not to turn her half exposed
back to him.
meet you two lovely ladies downstairs.”
turned to Brook after seeing her reflection in the mirror. “Are you feeling
“No I am
not.” She sat on Sarah’s bed. “I…I found Landon in my room this morning.”
Sarah asked as she joined her on the bed. “Where?”
sleeping in a chair in the corner.” She glanced at Sarah who was biting up her
bottom lip. “Will you please button my dress?” She turned towards her.
wake him and say anything?” Sarah asked as she tended to Brook’s attire.
couldn’t I was naked when I found him,” Brook said as she covered her face with
her hands. She heard Sarah gasp. “I know don’t say anything, Sarah. I just pray
he was really asleep because I was exposed for a while before I saw him.”
started to laugh. She couldn’t help it. Brook dropped her hands and just shook
her head at the thought of it all.
“If I had
been clothed I would have kicked the chair over,” she said.
would not have,” Sarah said as she stood up. Gazing down at her she took her
hand. “Let’s talk more over coffee and pastries.”
in the large picture window waiting for Sarah. Between last night and this
morning her head was both spinning and pounding.
She gazed up to see Devon standing before her. “Did you happen to see Landon
skipped. “No,” she answered. Devon’s body language seemed odd to her.
thank you,” he said and turned.
Brook said a little louder than she intended to. “Why do you ask?”
down next to her and leaned in close. “It is important I speak with him.”
suddenly realized that when she had seen him he was bruised and his clothes
were torn. She looked up to Devon seeing the concern in his eyes. “He is in my
gazed on her did not change. “Thank you. I will slip in and talk with him.”
supposed to be there, Devon.”
slightly. “It’s quite alright Brook.”
“No, no it
is not. I awoke and he was there,” Brook said softly. “He was not in my room by
my invite and I need you to know that.”
patted her hand. “Even if he was it is not my business to say different.”
gazed fell to her coffee she held. “Thank you.” She watched Devon disappear
around the corner. Why didn’t I remember
Landon’s state before this moment? Now that I think about it I had not even
mentioned it to Sarah. I should’ve sought out help for him. What is wrong with
“I have a
buffet of pastries for us,” Sarah said.
followed close behind her. “Good morning my dears. Quentin’s staff sets out a
beautiful spread would you not say?”
“Are waist lines
won’t be if we keep indulging,” Sarah said.
posh to hell with that. I lost mine years ago.” She nudged Sarah’s side. “It
hasn’t stopped any suitors from inquiring though.” She said than winked.
out a laugh as she watched Grams bite into a strawberry filled pastry. “If all
women had you confidence, Grams.”
be plump,” Grams stated with a mouth full of heaven.
happy,” Sarah added. She looked to Brook. “I’ve already put on weight since.”
Sarah paused for a moment.
friend gazed up to her with confusion in her eyes. “Yes.”
stared at her than glance to Grams. “Ah, I was just wondering if you would like
to take a walk later this morning.”
would love that,” Sarah said and then smiled.
looking to Brook with an expression as if she would explain later.
are,” Grams said.
followed her line of sight through the doorway into the entry. Her eyes locked
with Landon’s. She didn’t hold it, she couldn’t and looked away. Devon
approached the women.
Lord Price,” Sarah said.
stilled for a moment. “Good morning Lady McMay.”
stared at him with questioning eyes. What
the hell is going on with her? “Devon, do you care for some tea?”
riding with Landon this morning but thank you,” he said. Devon crouched down
next to Grams and spoke with her privately.
since when did you start using Lord Price’s christen name?” Sarah whispered to
her over her shoulder.
Her head whipped
in Sarah’s direction. “I do not know.” She stared at Grams and Devon who both
heard Sarah and were watching them as they talked. “Pardon me for a moment.”
Brook stood and picked up her coffee cup. “My coffee has cooled.” This morning is going stranger by the
across the entry to the breakfast room. It
has to be from the attack. I wish Devon or Grams would have told me. She seems
to be getting worse.
froze upon hearing his voice. Turning her head slightly out of the corner of
her eye she saw him leaning against the wall next to her. His casual posture
was bothering her. I bet he has a smug
devilish smile plastered about his face.
Fields.” Her tone was pointed and flat.
smile fell as he pinched his lips together. He could tell she was upset with
him. “I want to explain why I nev-
him off. “No need to offer me anything. I beg you not to enter my room again.”
She finished making her coffee than turned and without eye contact said, “And
do not call me that anymore.” She walked past him not waiting for a reaction.
instinct was to reach out for her as she passed by but restrained from doing
so. He knew Devon would be ready to set off any minute and now was not the time
to explain in detail the way she deserved for him to. He watched her walk away
to join the others.
waited for him at the front doors. Landon joined him and they walked to the
hear Landon’s muted mumbling to himself. He chose to let it go for the moment. “You
didn’t put anything on your eye did you?” he asked.
arrived just as the sun was rising. I didn’t want to cause suspicion.”
entered the stable and met with Quentin who had three horses ready to go.
“He is not
far. I have to say I’m curious to know what you think we are going to do with him.”
Landon asked Quentin.
his brow at the two of them. “We are just going to have a little chat.” He
turned from them and shrugged his shoulders. “And if that does not work we’ll
play a fun game with him I like to call, what body part to you revere the most.”
over Quentin’s should to Landon. His mouth formed a straight line and his
questioning eyes told Landon he might be serious.
“Um, do we
all have to play this game or is it only a two person type thing?” Landon asked
as he watched Quentin mount his stead.
“No, I will
not subject you to participating but I am expecting both of you to help me interrogate
him,” Quentin answered.
rode away from the estate Landon could not help but wonder exactly what it was
Quentin did for the king. Perhaps this
was an ordinary day for him or more to the point a common activity for him. He
seems so normal otherwise. If I am honest, I guess I really do not know his
dark half and I’m glad for it. The idea of severing body parts scares the shit
out of me. He glanced over to Devon riding along the side of him. If aid is needed in finding out information
I will not allow Devon to take part. After what happened to Sarah not too long
ago he won’t be able to handle it. Bloody hell he already is looking green.
the small hunting cabin where Landon had tied the man up, his blood began to
rush slightly faster. Mostly at wondering what Quentin had planned. The odds of this thug giving up McMay is ludicrous.
his stead he looked to Devon. He seems
not even here with us. Something is wrong. “How about you keep watch. There
are still two others lurking about somewhere in these woods,” Landon suggested.
him a nod and remained on his horse for added views of the landscape.
stopped right outside the door. “I need you to just follow my lead and if
anything needs to be done I will send you out.”
can handle this with you,” Landon said having no idea what he was saying.
chuckled at him and shook his head. “Alright Landon than let the games begin.”
the door to see the man roped and bound in a chair. Quentin observed Landon had
nailed it to the floor. “My name is Quentin Alexander.” He walked over and
pushed open a window shinning the sunlight directly in the man’s eyes. “Can I
offer you some water?”
After looking Quentin up and down he answered,
“Yes,” in a low muttered.
handed Quentin a ladle. I did a bang up
job on him last night. Bloody bastard ruined my evening. I was so close to
kissing her too.
took a chair and placed it in front of him. He glanced quickly at Landon before
he sat down. “Lord Fields behind me is going to ask you a few simple questions.
It is my sincere hope you chose to reply with honesty.” He pulled from his side
a long narrow blade and laid it on his lap before the man. “If you refuse to give
him any information or false talk, well, I shall be forced to use this and I
really am not dressed for it today.” Quentin slapped the man’s knee and
chuckled in a deep sinister tone. And as quickly as he started he suddenly
stopped. His face fell stone like as he sat straight up.
staring at Quent with fascination. He heard him clear his throat and took this
as his cue to start. “We know you were sent here by McMay. How many are with
the floor with slow steps waiting for him to answer.
chair juddered with brutality by Quentin’s foot even though it was fastened to
the floor. “Speak,” Quentin hissed.
A wide gray
yellow grin substituted for his words.
shook his head at him. “Foolish,” he said. He placed a hand on Quentin’s should
and asked one more time.
mouth moved for what Landon assumed were words until he saw the spit flying
from his nasty lips landing square on Quentin’s face.