“I thought you were dead! I thought—”
“Shhh.” His mouth came down on mine again, soft, teasing kisses meant to distract me. Finally I dropped my head to his shoulder and tightened my arms around his ribs. He flinched and hissed with pain.
“What’s wrong?” I released him immediately, and just as immediately, he brought my arms back around him.
“Your Egyptian gentleman was not happy with me. He had his guards give me a going over.”
“Which was nothing more than you deserved for doing such an idiotic thing.” I let my fingers trace the lines of his ribs, and he tried to bite back a groan. The fear of nearly having lost him swept back over me, but I was still curious as to what he was doing at Thorny Walk House. “And just for future reference, he’s not my gentleman.”
“Yes, Roddy.”
I ground
