Biting her lip, she wondered if he would claim her again tonight. Heat rushed over her face as she considered him lying beside her. Of his hardness deep inside her.
She glanced to her husband, then quickly looked away.
Sin saw the blush in her cheeks and wondered what caused it. His gaze dropped to her lap and in his mind he saw the ripe curves of her inner thighs. Felt the softness of her skin as he had rubbed his own blood over her to disguise what he had yet to do.
Touching her last night without easing the desire of his body had been the hardest thing he had ever done.
Even now he could remember the feel of her supple skin under his palm. The lavender smell of her hair. Taste of her lips.
How he wanted her. Ached for her. He shifted slightly, trying to alleviate the tightness of his chausses against the part of him that demanded her most.
Callie saw the look of hunger on Sin’s face from the corner of her eye. He stared at her in such a way that it made her tremble with nervousness.
Simon cleared his throat. “Should I take Jamie for a walk to the next county?”
Sin dropped his gaze to his food. “Nay. We need to get back on the road. I don’t want night to fall on us while we’re in the woods.”
“Very well, but remember, I did offer.”
That was the last anyone spoke until after they resumed their long trek.
They traveled for the rest of the day. Then at dusk, they stopped at a small inn in a town she’d never heard of before. Jamie was so tired, he complained he couldn’t make it inside. Ever patient with the lad, Sin pulled him from the horse and carried him.
Once she and Simon dismounted and their horses were turned over to servants, Sin led them into the inn where a rotund man greeted them.
“I’ll be needing three rooms for the night.”
She widened her eyes at Sin’s request. “Jamie can’t sleep alone,” she said. “He’ll be frightened.”
His little red head of tousled curls shot off Sin’s shoulder. “I will not! Think you I’m a little lass to be scared?—”
“Nay, love,” she said gently, smoothing down one of his wayward curls. “But you don’t need to sleep alone in a strange place.”
The innkeeper cleared his throat. “I’m afraid I only have two rooms left.”
Sin nodded. “Very well then, I’ll take those.” He shifted Jamie to his other side, then spoke to her. “You and Jamie will share a room.”
“And you?” she asked.
“I’ll sleep in the barn.”
Simon stepped forward. “I’ll?—”
“Nay, Simon,” Sin said, cutting him off. “I am more used to it than you are.” His tone made it clear there would be no argument.
The innkeeper brought them food and they ate in silence. Exhausted from the trip, they retired as soon as they finished.
Callie tucked her brother into bed and once he fell asleep, she left her room in search of her husband.
She found him outside her door, leaning against the wall with his sword beside him.
“Sin? What are you doing?”
“‘Twould appear I am sitting.”
“And why are you sitting there?”
“Because it’s rather difficult to sleep while standing.”
