“I’ll never leave you. I’ll never mistreat you. I think you know that by now. Try with me. Let us find what wemay find.”“What do you expect to find, Robert?”“How should I know? I’ve never experienced anything like this before in my life.”Tears shone briefly under her graceful long lashes before she blinked them away and glanced at himagain with a reluctant twist of a smile. Sitting up, she wrapped her arms around her bent knees andsighed. “You are asking us both to set ourselves up for great hurt when it comes time for me to leave.”“Leave? Don’t speak of leaving, angel. You must stay forever.”“As your mistress.”“As my love,” he countered insistently.”

“When you find the one, my lad, grab her up in your arms and never let her go. You may never get another chance.”

“Miranda!” “What?” She batted him with her pillow. “Hoyden! Are you drunk?” “I don’t think so. I’m not sure. They never gave us wine at Yardley. I feel happy.” “Happy?” He grabbed a corner of the pillow as she whacked him again with it. “Stop it!” “You’re too serious, Winterley!” She reached for another pillow. “I will beat you until you smile!” He ducked out of his chair with a rakish grin as she swung at him, then tackled her flat on the soft bed, both of them laughing. “You are . . . impossible,” he chided with a gentle sigh as he braced his elbows on either side of her head. He traced her cheekbones with the pads of his thumbs. “Difficult, but not impossible.” She wrapped her arms around him, relishing the weight of him atop her, the smoothness of his bare chest against her bodice. “It all depends on who’s trying.” “That sounded distinctly like an invitation,” he murmured.”

“Alice?”She spun toward the door, her skirts whirling softly. “Yes?” she forced out.“Do you know what I am holding in my hand?”“No.”“Care to guess?”“A pitchfork?” she asked in a stilted attempt at levity, hoping to invoke his earlier, playful mood.“No, my dear,” he answered drily. “A key to your room.”“What?”she breathed, aghast.“I should hate to have to use it.”“You have a key to this room?”“Mm-hmm.”She took a step toward the door, panic rising up in her throat. “You’re bluffing!”“Do you wish me to prove it?”

“You’re not terrified of me. You’re terrified of letting yourself care for me, and I can’t say I blame you. People who love me usually end up dead. But you see, I’m not going to give you any choice. You belong to me now whether you like it or not.”“I don’t like it, not one bit!”“Try to escape,” he suggested coolly. “Go ahead. See what happens. Give me one excuse to take what I want from you, even if it is against your will. I want you that much. Too damned much.” He turned without warning and kissed her, flattening her back against the pine mast.”

“You’re safe now .. .and I love you.”She lifted her face and turned to him, her eyes wide at his words, her lips soft and trembling. “I love you,too, Robert,” she said very quietly. “I shouldn’t, but I do.”

“You saved me again," she told him with a starstruck gaze. He cupped her cheek and gave her a tender smile in the dark. "Because you are my princess and I am your knight.”