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“Will you be alright to sit up by yourself?” She waved her hand vaguely towards his ribs, watching his wince as he tried to sit Clearly he was in considerable pain

“Hold the sheet,” she ordered, as she moved forward to help As soon as her hands touched his waran to respond It took every ounce of self preservation she had to ignore the delicious lemony scent that seemed to ooze fronore the urge to turn her head and kiss his bristly cheek

Well really! She silently chastised herself, frowning when she felt his ribs shake slightly

She stood up and looked down at hi blue eyes She kneare of her discorateful when he simply smiled at her in sympathetic amusement

Sebastian wished his brain orking well enough to offer some smooth repartee, and wisely kept his mouth shut Instead he nodded his thanks with a soft smile as he assumed a seated position directly above the chamber pot

“I’ve got to get some more wood in I’ll be back soon” She turned away quickly,the dark scowl that immediately fell over Sebastian’s face at her announcement

Hurrying to the door, she snatched her cloak froed the da outside in the pouring rain again, waiting for her heart to slow to its normal pace

You’re a fool A the steady sheets of rain splash onto thein the middle of the cart track How she was to find dry wood now, heaven only knew, but at least it would give her soh, and headed into the woods

CHAPTER TWO

Sebastian watched the door close behind her andoutside in weather like this for any reason He should have gone, and would have if it wasn’t for the cursed injuries he now carried

Where had they co here? Amelia hadn’t told hiht to ask How long had he been asleep?

He could feel exhaustion clai need, carefully eased hih

“A bundle of femininity who had been his saviour She had undoubtedly saved his life, but as she?

As sleep drew hi question that wouldn’t go away Whoever A in bleak deprivation with no protector, and no guardian Although her clothing was rough and orn, she glided like a lady, spoke in cultured tones rather than local dialect, and lived in desolate exile rather than a country house soentry of some sort, if not Ton So, as she there? Who was she?

As the questions swirled around him, Sebastian made a promise to himself that whatever happened, before he left the tiny, ramshackle hovel Amelia called home, he would learn all of her secrets