CHAPTER 51
Grace shivered at his touch. Her shoulder and back were n***d in the balmy night air, but it was the feel of his finger tracing lightly over her skin that made her shiver, she was sure of it.
Keeping her eyes lowered, afraid to look him in the eye and break the spell that she was under as he undressed her, Grace loosened her grip on the flowing blouse she had been clutching to her chest, the last vestige of her clothing, allowing it to slip slowly down her body.
“Are you certain?” he growled, his voice low.
Grace raised her eyes to his, hoping they conveyed all of the love and wonder of a woman about to give everything over to the man of her dreams.
The perfect quiet night around them was suddenly shattered by a loud pop. Instantly the moonlight that softly spilled over her
