" She had expected that sleep would be elusive, with all the thoughts buzzing through her mind. However, a deep slumber soon overtook her, and she sagged against the seat cushions. Shifting, twisting restlessly, she sought a more comfortable position. She felt herself being gathered up and held like a child, and the dream was so soothing that she couldn't help but surrender to the insidious pleasure. Something soft brushed her forehead, and the last few pins that anchored her coiffure were gently drawn from her hair. She inhaled the a wonderful scent, the crispness of wool and shaving soap overlaying the essence of clean male skin.
Realizing that she was lying in Gentry's arms, snuggled in his lap, she stirred groggily. "What... what..."
"Sleep," he whispered. "I won't harm you." His long fingers moved through the loose locks of her hair.
The part of Lottie's mind that protested such a circumstance grappled with the rest of her brain, which pointed out that she was exhausted, and at this point it hardly mattered what liberties she allowed him. However, she stubbornly tugged free of him and pushed away from the invading warmth of his body. He released her easily, his eyes a dark glitter in the shadows.
"I'm not your enemy, Lottie."
"Are you my friend?" she parried. "You haven't behaved like one so far."
"I haven't forced you to do anything you didn't want to do."
"If you hadn't found me, I would still be residing happily at Stony Cross Park-"
"You weren't happy there. I'll wager you haven't been happy a day in your life since you met Lord Radnor."
Oh, how she longed to contradict him! But it was pointless to lie, when the truth was obvious.
"You'll find life a hell of a lot more enjoyable as my wife," Gentry continued. "You won't be anyone's servant. You can do as you please, within reasonable limits. And you won't have to fear Lord Radnor any longer."
"All for the price of sleeping with you," she muttered.
He smiled, all velvety arrogance as he replied. "You may come to enjoy that part of it most of all. "
― Lisa Kleypas , Worth Any Price (Bow Street Runners, #3)
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"Sleep," he whispered. "I won't harm you." His long fingers moved through the loose locks of her hair.
The part of Lottie's mind that protested such a circumstance grappled with the rest of her brain, which pointed out that she was exhausted, and at this point it hardly mattered what liberties she allowed him. However, she stubbornly tugged free of him and pushed away from the invading warmth of his body. He released her easily, his eyes a dark glitter in the shadows.
"I'm not your enemy, Lottie."
"Are you my friend?" she parried. "You haven't behaved like one so far."
"I haven't forced you to do anything you didn't want to do."
"If you hadn't found me, I would still be residing happily at Stony Cross Park-"
"You weren't happy there. I'll wager you haven't been happy a day in your life since you met Lord Radnor."
Oh, how she longed to contradict him! But it was pointless to lie, when the truth was obvious.
"You'll find life a hell of a lot more enjoyable as my wife," Gentry continued. "You won't be anyone's servant. You can do as you please, within reasonable limits. And you won't have to fear Lord Radnor any longer."
"All for the price of sleeping with you," she muttered.
He smiled, all velvety arrogance as he replied. "You may come to enjoy that part of it most of all." style="width:100%;margin:20px 0;"/>