Another tidbit from my western historical WIP, Nobody’s Bride. I’ve been working on this love scene between William and Maddy all week, so I might as well include an excerpt from it. Not much setup needed here:
“I’m not a virgin, you know,” she blurted, and then instantly wished she could call the words back.
“I didn’t think you were,” he said, the flatness of his tone wounding her.
“Still, I haven’t done it very many times,” she said, feeling an unaccountable need to explain. After a moment, his hands resumed stroking her thighs, drifting from knee to apex and back again.
“I didn’t think you had,” he said, and the simple sentence soothed the hurt he’d caused, just like that.
She let her eyes drift shut and leaned back, savoring the solidity of his chest, deciding to let him do things his way. . . for a while, anyway.
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