TWO OF HEARTS
" Ah , you are contrary . At least that's one feminine trait you seem to have mastered . " He read through the list . " There it is . " With a flourish of the quill , he crossed it off .
" Oh, just stop it ! " she snapped , crossing the room and making a mad grab for the paper .
Royce jerked it to one side , and Liza , solely focused on getting that ridiculous list , leaped for it . She landed across his lap , her hands wrapped about the paper . " Aha ! " she said , waving her prize .
Strangely , Royce said nothing . Liza tried to twist about to see his face , but she was caught , the weight of his arm pining her legs to the chair , his hand resting squarely on her bottom . Liza could feel the weight of his hand , the warmth of it seeping through her skirts and making her restless in the oddest way . She wanted to protest , but no words would come .
" Hoyden " , he said , his voice low and husky .
" Let me up . "
" Not yet . " His arm moved slowly down the backs of her legs and then returned to her rump .
Liza closed her eyes against the maelstrom of feeling that touch ignited . " Royce .... " But she didn't ask him to release her . She didn't want him to .
Royce held completely still , his hand still warm on the curve of her derriere , his other hand resting on the small of her back . But something was different . A slow tension began to build in her breasts . " Royce , " she whispered .
............... Two Of Hearts ( pgs. 176-177 ) , Karen Hawkins
