"Do you expect me to make love to you with your raiment on, dearling? Or shall I remove it for you?” Draped in a short satin robe, Hugh stood before Leah. Although he understood her reluctance to disrobe before him, he could see she couldn"t keep her eyes off him. With obvious curiosity, they darted from his hair down to his face, and over his chest to his waist and thighs. The candles" glow traced delicate strokes across her as the hearth"s flames illuminated the objects all around them. Finally, he walked to the bed and slipped between the sheets. "Are you retiring for the eve fully dressed? Have you something you’re hiding, mayhap?" He gave her a suggestive smile.
"Hugh, I don"t wish for you to bed me right now. Not before the wedding as I said before." She didn’t let the words rush ou
