Clarissa sat up awake, looking intently at Lord Duncan's face as he slept. She could not believe how innocent he looked, how human he felt. His chest heaved gently with his breathing and she began to smile, watching him with the quiet excitement of a mother watching her infant sleep. She ran her fingers through his hair. The second time at it and she already decided that she'd done a good job. At least, she led the way this time. She heard from Mae that most males like it when a female takes charge in that particular matter.
Lord Duncan stirred in his sleep, his eyes flickered open. He exchanged glances with her and pulled her face in, planting a soft kiss on her lips. Squarely. Clarissa giggled amid the kiss.
"Good morning, Lord Duncan. Did you sleep well?"
He smiled.
"Today
