By Tessa Dare
"**A transitority engagement, a life-time within the making . . .**
After years of fending for herself, Kate Taylor stumbled on friendship and reputation in Spindle Cove—but she by no means stopped longing for love. The final position she'd search for it's within the palms of Corporal Thorne. The military commander is as stone chilly as he's brutally good-looking. but if mysterious strangers come looking for Kate, Thorne steps ahead as her fiancé. He claims to have purely Kate's safeguard in brain. So why is there smoldering ardour in his kiss?
Long in the past, Samuel Thorne committed his lifestyles to guarding Kate's happiness. He wishes what's top for her, and he is aware it's now not marriage to a guy like him. To live longer than their transitority engagement, he needs to continue his palms off her tempting physique and lock her hot smiles out of his withered middle. It's the hardest conflict of this hardened warrior's existence . . . and the 1st he turns out destined to lose.
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To take away the shame you’re feeling right now. To give you a reason to be proud again. “None of the men here interest me,” she lied. ” “You have the choice to say no,” Halma said. ” Her face grew tight with worry. ” A shiver crossed over Auder at the thought of submitting to the Norman. She was not a virgin, but the one time in her life she’d taken a lover, it had not been pleasant. Something to be endured rather than enjoyed. Afterwards, the man had left her without speaking, and she was left to wonder what she’d done wrong.
Like he wanted to take her face between his hands and kiss her senseless. “Auder,” he murmured, his tone darkening. She could almost hear his unspoken warning that she’d come too close. To distract herself, she brought her attention to his worn hands, which were callused and scraped. ” Turning his palms toward the light, she saw several splinters. She edged one of them out, and he pulled his hands back as if he didn’t want her touching him. ” The shielded distance was back, and with it, the awkward silence.
Auder pushed her way past the others, making her way towards the pregnant woman. Morren adored plants nearly as much as she did, and although she’d known the woman all her life, they had become closer friends over the past few months. Auder took the basket from Morren and walked alongside her. ” “A little,” Morren admitted. ” She risked a glance at her husband, who was standing on the opposite side of the cashel with several of their clansmen. ” Morren settled to rest upon a bench and motioned Auder to sit with her, her gaze turning serious.