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There was no hesitation in her now, no hint of maidenly modesty, no murmur of halfhearted protest In spite of the rain and the cold, her skin arm, heated by the desire that burned within her She was a woman, with a woman's needs, and he fanned the embers of her desire until she was ready for him, until she cried his naer that could no longer be denied

And he took her, there, upon the wet grass

Took her innocence, and her blood, and in so doing, he bound her to hi as either of the ht Back in her own ti with a va onto her side, she looked out theIt was still raining, but she didn'tinside her, so earthy and wild and uninhibited

She had certainly acted wild and uninhibited last night! She could scarcely believe what a wanton she had been in his arms What must he think of her? She knehat Granny O'Connell would think! Granny would be shocked and horrified at her granddaughter's lascivious behavior

Brenna let out a sigh The only good thing was that there was no possibility of conceiving a child out of wedlock The thought didn't comfort her as it should Instead, she spent severalhoonderful it would be to have Roshan's child— a little boy with thick black hair and deep blue eyes

"Roshan" She whispered his na up until it escaped in a happy sigh Was this what it was like to be in love, this sense of wonder and discovery?

Morgana stirred at the foot of the bed Meowing loudly, she yawned and stretched, then approached her mistress and patted Brenna's cheek with her paw

"I know, you want to go out," Brenna said Rising, she pulled on her bathrobe and went downstairs Morgana kept pace at her side,plaintively all the while

Brenna opened the back door, then stood there a ana sniffed the air, laid back her ears, then streaked down the steps and disappeared around the corner of the house Brenna grinned Morgana hated the rain asthe door open a crack for the cat's return, Brenna filled a kettle ater and put it on the stove She pulled her favoriteinside, then sat down to wait for the water to boil

When the water was hot, she filled the cup, then sat there, her chin cupped in her hands, while the tea steeped

When it was done, she added a spoonful of honey, then carried the cup into the living roo the drapes, she sat on the sofa and watched the rain drizzle down the , reain what it had been like to be in Roshan's ar love could be so explosive, or so satisfying, physically and emotionally, even spiritually Roshan had tapped a well of passion she had never known she possessed, taken her to heights she had never dreaer for his touch…

She lifted her fingertips to her lips, re the heat of his kisses, the way his hands had moved over her, as if he wanted to entle, sometimes bold He had explored every inch of her body She felt her cheeks grow hot as she recalled that she had done the saht In spite of the cold and the rain, the grass beneath her had been war had combined to play her a symphony; the lyrics had been the love words and endearments Roshan whispered in her ear She had seen rainbows in the clouds Truly, a ain, and over ht past made her yearn for the sun to set quickly Her heart beat faster just thinking of him Liquid heat pooled in the deepest part of her She stirred restlessly, wondering how she could endure the hours without him Never in her life had she felt like this, aroused and anxious at the same time