Luc was not particularly surprised to see Brianna striding through the courtyard toward him, her kirtle flying out behind her.
What did surprise him was that it had taken her so long to come. In his experience, indulged women were quick to note deficiencies in their attendance. Brianna tugged off her veil and cast it impatiently at the ground with a marked disregard for convention. The orchard was clearly her destination and her mood was evidently less than prime.
What doubly surprised Luc was the wave of anticipation that rolled through him. Indeed, Brianna was even more alluring in her anger than she had been in the hall and Luc’s blood quickened that he was the target of her anger.
As she drew nearer, Luc saw that Brianna’s eyes flashed, a flushed spot burned in each cheek. She gathe
