He looked at Claire with a burning look. - Say that escaped my control.
- Oh, he's romantic! - Agnes exclaimed with a beaming smile. - What about the children, Fairhurst lord? Want to have children soon, no?
- Aunt Agnes ... - Claire questioned.
- I'm just saying I want some nephews, great-grandchildren to cheer my old age.
- There are many things we want, aunt. Life is not all joy and do not always have everything we want. - Claire patted the hand of her aunt. - Or we deserve.
- Yes .. You're right.
Jasper was impressed. Aunt Claire had managed to detain without insulting her. The conversation shifted to other issues, and by the end of the visit, Agnes did not mention their favorite topics, namely, himself.
At bottom, should thank the good lady. If she had not insisted for Claire to visit her husband in London, he was married to Rebecca and adultery. He shuddered just thinking about the proportions of the scandal.
Finally, the visit ended. After hugging her niece and say goodbye to Jasper with a graceful curtsy, Agnes left the hall just as entered, with the nose up and rustling skirts.
- Well, it was not too bad - Jasper said.
- Compared to what? In the Spanish Inquisition?
- I confess that it is a little overbearing.
- Yes, a little. - Claire laughed.
- I think she liked me.
The comment earned a fun look for Claire.
- You were absolutely charming and exceptionally patient. Thank you.
- Just absolutely charming?
- Extraordinarily charming. Are you satisfied, my lord?
They both laughed. The irritation that Jasper felt before disappeared. In its place was a strange and almost desperate tenderness. Their faces were close, and Jasper has become much more conscious of the warmth and femininity Claire. Decided to unbalance it.
- As you know, did not attend his wedding. By all accounts, it is possible that I'm the groom. - He held the hand of Claire. - I think I have the right to kiss the bride. Despite the expression of amazement, she did not protest. Encouraged, Jasper nodded and brushed his lips on hers, feeling its softness and warmth. He knew that the softer taps could provide the greatest pleasures.
A tingling sensation started at the point of contact and spread rapidly through his body. Proved Claire lip and inhaled its fragrance sensual. She sighed and he sucked her lips eagerly.
At the same time, held her head between her hands and with his fingertips, has skirted the line of the eyebrows and cheeks. Then his lips pressed harder, prompting her to open her mouth so that the tongues touched.
He felt her shudder and pulled her into the bodies of amoldarem. His mouth was a delight of softness and eagerness. The tongue dueled his. The heat intensified. Jasper tried not to be haywire, but the taste of her lips fed his desires. The pleasure burned his body and blood in the veins throbbing in rhythm hot and powerful. Jasper felt the passion that it offered, the passion that she was able to ignite and experience. And at that moment, he found the truth. I wanted that kiss to turn into something more.
In a deep corner of his mind, flashed a spark of sanity. He knew that his behavior was unthinkable. With great reluctance, lifted his head. Claire blinked and staggered. He held her by the shoulders, supporting her. She took a deep breath and looked around. In an instinctive gesture, placed his hands on his chest, but not pushed.
- I think it was a folly - she murmured. Jasper agreed. Outside one of the more misguided actions of his life, kiss the wife of his brother. But his conscience was not concerned with the issue of ownership, but his vanity was a man who resented her reaction.
- It was so unpleasant? She shuddered.
- No. In fact, it was spectacular.
Then, with a mysterious smile on her lips, she left the room. Jasper followed it with their eyes, questioning. Why kissed? Was it because she called him boring? Or a kind of revenge against his brother, responsible for this untenable situation. Or, the most