FIVE HUNDRED YEARS AGO
Rose instantly tried to free herself, but Andrew tightened his hold. His eyes glinted in the moonlight as he looked down at her, looking amused.
“Let go of me.” She pushed at his chest, but his hard muscles were ungiving. How many times had she imagined being in this position?
With his arms around her and his hard body against hers. If she wasn’t careful, she would betray her deepest, darkest desires.
“I will, after you answer my question.”
She swallowed and looked away. “Yes, it’s a good fight.”
“I’m not talking about the fight.”
She dared to look back into his eyes. “That’s what I was watching.”
His eyes narrowed. She expected him to call her out on her lie. Instead, he bent his head low. Her heartbeat, which she had been trying to tame, shot out of control
