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Then the brush was gliding through her hair and nothing had ever felt so marvelous

"You’ve done this before," she murmured

"Never, actually" He slid a hand between her head and the pillow, carefully lifted, dragging the brush through the strands, pulling theood"

"I’ lured into sensations she wasn’t quite cohty She should send him away now Instead, she didn’t want him to ever stop his tender ministrations She had never expected such care froht he would be like a te about this man ever see to go around the stor the words seeh rooht it better to continue forward, skirt it as "

"But it was"

"Not really"

She glanced back "You’ve been in worse?"

He grinned "Much worse Cape Horn is notoriously treacherous At least in these waters, we don’t have to deal with icebergs"

"Does nothing frighten you?"

He grew soain to concentrate on her hair Knowing that he wasn’t going to give her an answer, she turned her attention back to the wall, studying the knotholes in the wood, relishing the feel of his hands gathering up the silken strands, ta them with the brush She supposed she should be scandalized to be wearing the barest of undergar her hair If she didn’t feel so awful she would demand he leave But she did feel awful, except for where he touched her Why should she not take coan to plait it

"You’re really quite nice, aren’t you?" she asked of the wall

"Because I won’t take advantage of a woht heave her stoh standards, Princess"

Oh, dear God, but she wanted to laugh hard, but she knew her sides and belly would protest, so she settled for a wide smile that he probably couldn’t see When he was finished with his task, he draped her braid over her shoulder and she fingered the strip of leather that had been holding his hair in place

With his large war somewhat better," she said "You don’t have to stay"