Free Untamed by Jessica L. Jackson Page B

you, you know.”
    “I do know,” she teased, leaning in for another kiss. He drew back and frowned ferociously at her. Desarae relented. “And I love you, my bold and delicious sea captain.”
    That answer deserved a searing kiss that left them both breathless and panting for more.
    “Then, it is settled? We’ll get that minister to marry us and when the Lady May is repaired, you will sail away to England with me? And, if your grandfather should give us any grief, we’ll face him together. Yes?”
    “Oh, yes,” she promised. “` Absence from those we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair’, ” she quoted from Cowper and then danced away, kicking off her fancy shoes as she went.
     
    Trystan watched her pause and lift her silk skirts high so that she could roll down her white stockings. She tossed them at him and then twirled around and around in the long grass, gloriously alive and untamed. Trystan chased her and caught her near a grinning marble cupid secreted in the orchard.
    “How long do we have until Jim returns?” he demanded and then pulled the pins out of her hair so that it hung free once more.
    “It depends on the tide. Why do you ask?” she demanded, brushing herself boldly against him.
    “I thought that since we will not need your hiding place, that we should fetch the food we took down there.”
    “I do not believe that errand would take very long,” she protested, leering wickedly.
    “Oh, I have had visions of what we could do in that room since you showed it to me.”
    “Lead the way,” she said, taking his hand. “I am all amazement and wonder at your imaginative powers.”
     
    The End