All she wanted was to feel him. She slipped her hands under his tunic, and when she lightly dragged her fingers up his spine, he shuddered against her. “Gods,” he swore, breaking their kiss. “You are…” “What?” Scarlett whispered. She kissed one corner of his mouth, then the other. “There are not words, Love. I do not think there are words to adequately describe you,” he answered, his hand sliding down her hip to her thigh once more.
