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awake?” she asked, her voice low, tantalizing.
    “I am on watch. I saw you slink away and thought to find out what you were up to.”
    In the dim light he saw her push out her lower lip and he wanted to stroke it fervently with his thumb and then his tongue.
    “I do not slink,” she said .
    He smiled and took a step near er . W hy , he didn’t know . I t was madness to be within inches of her. But she didn’t back away . I n fact, she took a step closer.
    “Were you worried about me, Sir Blane, or did you fear I would alert your enemies that we made camp here?” Her head was tilted back, blonde locks flowing freely down her back. Her gaze met his, and the sliver of moon hit just right so that a sparkle shown in her eyes.
    “Mayhap a bit of both.”
    She issued a throaty laugh. “At least you are honest. I do feel safer with you here.”
    Not the words he wanted to hear when he’d lied to her about who he was, but he found her trust in him gripped him tight. He wanted her to trust him.
    “I would never let any harm come to you.” His own voice had lowered, become husky, and the urge to take her in his arms grew. From this distance , he could smell the scent of wildflowers and herbs in her hair. Without thinking, he reached out and twirled a silky lock around his finger.
    Aliah gasped and turned her head to the side, looking at his finger wrapped in her hair. He stepped closer, stroked her fair cheek, the n rubbed his finger over her rosy lower lip as he’d desired to do. Her lip was soft, plush, kissable.
    “Sir Blane,” she whispered, her tongue flicking out to lick at her lips and catching the tip of his finger .
    He hissed a breath , closed the distance between them so her body was flush to his. “Aye, my lady?”
    “Will you kiss me?” Aliah’s eyes were wide, and in her face he saw her trepidation as well as her passionate desire.
    “If ’tis what you wish.”
    “And what of your wishes?”
    “I would ver —” He cleared his throat, feeling the burr of his Scottish accent sneaking through his need to place his lips on hers. “I would very much like to kiss you.”
    She closed her eyes, tilted up on her tiptoes. Och, the lass would certainly be the death of him. Threading his fingers into her silken locks, he grasped her head and lowered his lips to hers. The moment their lips met, a strong jolt centered in his gut, spreading outward. ’Twas unlike anything he’d ever experienced with any other lass. And there had been many other lasses. He brushed his lips over hers, taking in the perfect softness and shape of her mouth. Although he wanted to thrust his tongue deep, to taste every inch of her, he kept his kiss sweet. He didn’t want to scare her away with his carnality, even though his blood pumped straight to his shaft, which proudly stood at attention. He had to remember she was an innocent.
    “ Mmm ,” she murmured against his lips, and pressed closer, her arms encircling his neck and her hips pushing against his own.
    Fire ignited in Blane’s veins. Lady Aliah may have be en an innocent, but her passionate nature and curiosity blended together into a sultry mix that he had a hard time fighting against. The way she pushed her hips against him, his shaft fit perfectly in the crux of her thighs. Gripping her hips, he pushed her a little away and begrudgingly took his mouth from hers.
    He’d not take advantage of her. Even if his body demanded satisfaction. He wasn’t in the habit of ruining noblewoman. Innocent noblewoman, at that. For one, his brother would kill him, and he shuddered to think what Arbella would do to him. Nay, he had to stop this. Now! He’d not be swayed from his true purpose.
    “That was…” S lim fingers came up to delicately touch her lips and he wished with every fiber in his being to replace those digit s with his mouth. To kiss her properly. “I enjoyed it.” Shame filled her voice and he watched dejectedly as she looked toward the ground.
    Guilt riddled