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Chapter Twelve

A soft snoring was the first thing Lucy heard when she woke the day after her wedding Eyes closed, drea so sonorously Then she felt the weight of a hand on her breast and came fully awake But she didn’t open her eyes

War this deliciously warled with masculine, hairy ones, even her toes, which never seemed to totally thaeen October and March, were toasty It was like having her own private hearth, with the added bonus that this hearth caht side The warnized her own scent n one she realized must be his How very prihed and opened her eyes

The sun was peeking through a crack in the curtains Was it as late as that? Hard on the heels of that thought was another Had Simon locked the door? In town, Lucy had beco and stirring the fire Would the servants have expected Siht? She turned her head to frown at the door

"Shh" Simon squeezed her breast in repri evened out again

Lucy watched hilinted on his jaw, there were dark circles under his eyes, and his short hair was sht her breath She tilted her head until she could see his hand wrapped around her breast The nipple poked through between his first and second fingers

Her face heated "Simon"

"Shh"

"Siainst her bare shoulder without opening his eyes

She firmed her mouth This was a serious matter "Is the door locked?"

"Umm"

"Sihed "Yes"

Lucy squinted at hiain

"I don’t believe you" She moved to slide from the bed

Si on her He opened his eyes finally "I should have expected this when I ravelly with sleep

"What?" Lucy blinked up at hian pressed into the softness of her lower belly

"Early hours" He frowned sternly and shifted so his weight was off her chest Which only nore theitself onto her stomach It wasn’t easy "But the h that door before we quit this rooo without reference"

"You said it was locked" She tried to frown but was afraid her lipsdirection She should’ve been mortified

"Did I?" He traced her nipple "Sa No one will interrupt us"

"I don’t think--"

He covered her ht His lips ar her chin Somehow the two different touches were erotic

"So hoill you entertain your new bridegroom," he murmured in her ear, "now that you’ve woken me, hmm?" He pressed his hips into hers

Lucy shifted restlessly, then stilled with a gasp--a small one, but he heard it nevertheless

"I’m sorry" Simon leaped off her "You must think me a ravenous beast Does it hurt terribly? Perhaps I should have a maid sent up to tend you Or--"

Lucy pressed her hand to his lips She’d never get a word in otherwise "Shh I’ht"

"But surely your--"

"Really" Lucy closed her eyes and conte the coverlet over her head Did all married men speak so frankly to their wives? "I’m just a little sore is all"

He looked at her helplessly

"It was quite nice" She cleared her throat How to get hi next to me"

"Come here, then"

She inched closer, but when she would have faced hiently turned her so that her back was to his chest

"Put your head here" He stretched out his arm to make a pillow for her

She was even warmer than before, cradled and held all around by his body in a cos up behind hers and groaned softly His erection was against the small of her back, insistent and hot

"Are you all right?" she whispered

"No" He chuckled rustily "But I’ll survive"