Page 66 of Lord Noble
“My servants will be horrified.”
“They’ll survive, however, I won’t without you. I locked the door, by the way.”
“I dreamed of you,” she whispered against his lips. “Dreamed of you and me together.”
“I dreamed of you also, and woke hard and wanting you.”
“Leo!” Beth struggled to swallow her smile. “You just told me you did not sleep.”
His hand unbuttoned her nightdress, and she wriggled to help him remove it.
“A few snatched minutes only,” he said, running his eyes over her body. “In which I dreamed of you naked and in my arms, and now you are.”
Beth could do nothing but sigh as he cupped a breast.
“I love you, my sweet Miss Whitlow. Love everything that you are, and everything you will be. I want us to raise children, and grow old and wrinkled together. Marry me, my love.”
“Yes,” she whispered, and realized that no more words were needed between them right now, only actions.
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