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strode from the room.
    The hallway was dimly lit by the few torches. He would go down and find some ale. Maybe if he got drunk enough, he could numb the thoughts that tortured him. The fears of never being a whole man again.
    He’d nearly reached the stairs leading down from the second floor of the keep when he heard quiet sobbing. He froze, going on alert. Then the sobs turned into harder cries, like wounds from the soul. Annabel’s cries. He should go on about his business, leave her alone. Yet he couldn’t do it.
    Reluctantly, he turned to the first bedchamber and tapped lightly on the door. She didn’t answer, just kept crying.
    He tapped again and this time she mumbled tearfully, “Go…go away.”
    Instead he opened the door. He found her standing in front of one of the narrow windows, wearing a chemise that seemed transparent as the moonlight enveloped her small form. Her whole body shook from the depth of her misery and her heartbreaking sobs.
    “Go…go away,” she protested in a tiny voice.
    Brodie didn’t have the strength to do it. He left the door open and walked over to her. Without a word, he spread his arms and, without a word, she stepped into them. He felt her slender arms slide around him. She laid her head against his bare chest and her tears trailed down her cheeks and down his chest. He inhaled her woman’s scent.
    It was difficult, but he held her for a long time, lightly stroking her back, offering what comfort he could. Finally, her sobbing ceased. She remained snuggled against him and his body longed for intimacy, ached to drive inside her. He drew on strength he didn’t know he had and continued to just hold her.
    “I miss him so much,” she said in a whisper filled with such pain. ““Tis so hard to go on. Alone.”
    She didn’t seem to notice that his cock had hardened into a pole and pressed against her. Thank God. He did his best to ignore it. “Ye are no’ alone, Anna. I will look after ye.”
    Her small body shuddered. “You have troubles of your own, Brodie. I cannot add to them.”
    The problems he had were indeed overwhelming, seemed to grow more with each passing day. He gently patted her back. “I will help ye, lass. Somehow.”
    They stood there, wrapped around each other, for more long minutes. Finally she broke the tension-filled silence. “I want you, Brodie.” She said the words so quietly he thought he might have imagined them. And then she carefully rubbed against his aching cock. “You want me, too.”
    He sucked in a breath, tried not to rub back against her, but he couldn’t help himself. “Aye, I do,” his voice was thick with need.
    She kept her head pressed to his chest. Her hands smoothed over his back. “I’ve heard women talk of the wonders of having a man’s rod inside them. Of the wild sensations they feel.”
    God’s teeth, she was killing him. Move away from her. Put her away from you . Yet he continued to hold her, continued to allow his cock to rub ever so slowly against her. “I’d like nothing more than to drive my cock into ye. To put ye on yer back and thrust…”
    Somehow his words got through to him and he pulled her arms from around him. He pushed her away and saw the same tortured feelings he experienced in her expression. He recognized the same frustrated relief as well.
    “We canna do this agin, Annabel. I’m no’ that strong.” His entire body throbbed from disappointment. He’d purposely not used the shortened name he’d given her. He needed distance.
    Now that she was out of his embrace, she seemed to realize just how out of control they’d gotten. “Aye, Lord Devil, we cannot be alone together like this again. ‘Tis another reason I need to leave here as soon as possible.”
    “I ken, but I canna let ye leave until a worthy husband has been found.” It tore at his gut to say again that he intended to find another man for her, but he would stand by his decision. “I will begin my search on the morrow.”
    He saw