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“I may very well burst into tears and swoon. My hysteria would last for days, and you would have to contend with my deplorable screeching atop my lungs.”
He narrowed his eyes. “You wouldn’t dare.”
She nodded most empathically. “I most assuredly would.” Then she winked. “I admit it, there are times my nerves are quite delicate.”
Tobias scowled.
“What happened to him?”
“Who?”
“The snake.”
“It was a she.”
“Your pet snake was a she?”
His eyes brightened.
“Are you teasing me, Tobias?”
Without answering he kissed her deep and hard, then slow and sensuous. When he lifted his head, they were both panting.
“The rain has stopped,” he murmured, pressing another kiss to her lips. “We ride out now.”
“I agree, but first…” She gripped his hair and tugged his mouth to hers. His head slanted, and he deepened their embrace. Heat stirred low in her belly and she twisted in his lap, eager to sit astride and relieve the ache in her center.
She rose on her knees so they pressed into his thighs.
He pulled from their kiss. “Your knees are perilously close to my manhood.”
She glanced down at the very impressive bulge, leaned in slightly, and lowered one of her hands from his nape to cup his wonderful hardness. “Is that what this is? A manhood?” she asked huskily.
“Yes.”
“A very strange name.”
“Hmmm, some call it plugtail or tallywag.”
Tallywag? Livvie dissolved into fits of laughter.
Tobias’s eyes gleamed with amusement. “Find that humorous, do you?”
She nodded, mirth bringing tears to her eyes. “I absolutely refuse…plug…” She hiccupped on a laugh. “Plugtail.”
His eyes hooded. “I myself prefer cock,” he said with such dark, sensual intent she sobered, drawn by the carnal need glowing in his emerald eyes. He tugged her to him, knocking the point of her knees from his thighs, but catching her before she tumbled from his lap.
He smiled faintly and shook his head. “You tempt me, wife, to lose myself in you here and now, but we must leave. Francie needs us.”
Livvie slid from his lap, and they dressed in companionable silence. She hoped the easy camaraderie they’d formed would last. And she mentally chucked out her mother’s list. The way to her earl’s heart was not by flattering his vanity or being pretentious.
For the first time, she felt it was possible for someone to admire and love her…well, for her. She held the sweet hope filling her close inside, and prayed she wasn’t leading her reckless heart to pain and disappointment.
Chapter Fifteen
After less than an hour of hard riding, Tobias and Livvie stopped at a beautiful two-story stone cottage with a thatched roof, surrounded by lovely birch, pine, and oak trees. It looked homey, comfortable, and welcoming.
She felt dusty and travel weary, and was in need of tea. “What if Francie is not here?”
