First Kiss - Claimed By A Charmer (Pith Trilogy - Book 2)
Excerpt Copyright @ 2019 Kara Griffin
Isabel couldn’t take her eyes from him. He looked to want to
kiss her, but he withstood the desire. She glanced at the doors and hoped none saw
inside. It would be her downfall because God help her, she wanted his kiss.
She smiled and continued to secure Candace’s satchel. “You
do owe her an apology. We’ve been friends for four years. I suppose you don’t
know about our friendship because you aren’t close with your sister. If you
were, you would’ve been aware.”
“I was away…” He scowled and his words lagged. “I won’t
explain myself to you.”
“I didn’t ask you to.” Isabel peered over his shoulder and
assessed the best way to get around him. “I should go.” She stepped around him,
but his arm stopped her. It was as if she’d walked into a stone wall, for his
corded arm swung her around and he set his hand on her waist. Before she
realized what he was about, he crushed his lips on hers and claimed her in the
most possessive way.
Isabel’s heart raced and melted at the same time. His kiss
was demanding, so much like him, but he gentled the kiss when he squeezed her
jaw open. Douglas backed her against the wall of the stable and trapped her
within his arms. His tongue crept inside her mouth and she mimicked the
movement. Lost in the sensual desire, she didn’t pull away.
She grabbed his hair and pulled him closer, wanting him to
continue to the kiss. He withdrew and scowled. His beautiful eyes peered with a
shine, perhaps passion. Douglas teased her. Isabel didn’t appreciate being
teased. He didn’t make a move to walk away and pressed his lips on hers again.
He made her feel hot, like the fire from Scotty’s brew. His kiss ignited
something within her. She moaned and held him close.
Douglas tore his mouth from hers and wore a serious
expression. “I’ve thought about kissing you since you stepped into the hall,
yestereve.”
Isabel gasped at his intention. The kiss frightened her, yet
thrilled her. She was angry with herself for being affected, and that she
forgot where she was. It was unlike her to do either. Isabel shoved him back
and moved around him. She strode to the door and over her shoulder, she said,
“That, my lord, was a goodbye kiss.”
Douglas laughed behind her.
She staggered to the door, her hair unbound and swung
loosely at her hips. He’d pulled her hair free of its ties. She was lost in the
kiss and hadn’t noticed.
“You enjoyed my kisses,” he yelled. “You cannot tell me
otherwise.”
Before Isabel walked through the door, she turned and
declared, “Like hell I did.”
His laughter resonated from inside the stable. She noted
several men who sat on their horses awaiting Douglas. They wore smiles on their
faces. Had they seen their kisses? They couldn’t have seen inside the darkened
stable. The grim fellow motioned for her to approach, but Isabel was wary of
him, and she shook her head. She heard him chuckle.
She couldn’t fathom why she’d let Douglas kiss her blatantly, and even worse, she’d cursed in his presence. So much for presenting a ladylike demeanor. She needed to find Father Georges, and confess the many sins she’d committed since yesterday. Oh, Lord above, help her remember them all.
She couldn’t fathom why she’d let Douglas kiss her blatantly, and even worse, she’d cursed in his presence. So much for presenting a ladylike demeanor. She needed to find Father Georges, and confess the many sins she’d committed since yesterday. Oh, Lord above, help her remember them all.
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