thisâ¦ah, proposition of yours. I have certainly never been offered anything like it nor have I even heard of something like this being offered to anyone else. It is kind and generous of you.â
âMay I go now?â she asked, making a move to get off his lap.
âNot until you let me explain. When I said that I couldnât make love to you, I didnât mean that Iââ He stopped for a moment and worked to control his smirking lips. Chris stiffened even more in his lap. âI didnât mean that physically I couldnât, I meant that there were other reasons as to why I canât touch you.â
âYou seem to have been doing enough of that,â she said through tight lips.
âSometimes I canât help myself. By âtouchâ you I mean to make love to you. That I canât do.â
âItâs me, isnât it? If I were like Mr. Lanierâs maid with her big bosom and hips you wouldnât have any problem at all, would you?â
âDamn it! It isnât physical! Itâsââ
Her nose was almost touching his. âI thought that if the woman was willing then the man always was. Thatâs what my mother told me. Iâve been fighting off men all my adult life and now I offer myself to one and he canât. If itâs not me and itâs not you and itâs not fat ladies, what is itâ
Tynan ran his hands up her arms. âOh Chris, you are killing me. I had it easy in prison compared with this. Why did you pick me and not Prescott?â
Chris started to get off his lap but he pulled her back down. âI wonât bother you again, I assure you.â
He moved so that his face was near her neck and she could feel his soft, warm breath on her skin. âYouâll always bother me. Every time you take a breath, you bother me. And I canât stand to see you with Prescott. Chris, Iâve never wanted anything so badly in my life as Iâve wanted you since that first night I held you. I have nearly gone insane in the last few days. I think about you all the time. I canât even stay in the camp when youâre there because Iâm afraid that Iâll do something like throw you on my horse and take you away with me.â
âBut I offer myself to you and you laugh at me. Youâve done nothing but yell at me to get away from you since I first met you. I donât understand! Can you make love? Youâre not physically impaired?â
âIf you werenât so innocent, youâd know the answer to that right now from where youâre sitting on my lap.â He began to bite her earlobe and Chris just about melted into him. âIf I make love to you,â he said, moving down her neck, âIâ¦â
âYes,â she whispered, her head back so she could enjoy his touch more.
âIf I make love to you, your father will send me back to prison.â
âOh,â Chris murmured, not really hearing him. Then she sat up and looked at him. âMy father will what?â
âHeâll send me back to jail. Look, Chris, I didnât want to tell you this and I really tried to get around it, but the truth is, you have been declared off limits to me.â
She drew back from him, moving off his lap. âI want to hear the whole story.â
With a sigh, Ty leaned back on his arm and looked at her. âI was in jail on a life sentence but your father got me out to rescue his daughter. When you said that he had enough money and power to get what he wanted, you were right. He got me out but he holds the papers and heâs made the rules: I touch you and I go back to prison.â
âWell, we shall see about that,â Chris said. âMy father has been giving me orders all my life and Iâve only obeyed half of themâif that. Weâll just go back to him and tell him that he canât do that to us.â
Ty took her hands in his. âChris, heâs