The intake of breath obviously had been a mistake. He had been riding and his skin exuded the tantalizing scent of musk and the faint traces of Castille soap and cologne which was spicy enough to tease her nose. Isobel found herself staring at the trail of silky hair that led below to the waistband of his breeches and, as if to indulge her curiosity, Abe’s hands went to the fastenings of his falls.
“Stop it!” Isobel closed her eyes and the slapped her hands over them for good measure.” Go and check if there is anyone on the corridor so that I can leave and you can go back to your bath in peace.”
He gave a faint snort of laughter and the bed beside her suddenly dipped as he sat down.” In exchange for one kiss.”
“That is blackmail,” Isobel said as she opened her eyes and found that he was
