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his life worrying about how many barrels of salted meat and bushels of grain were stored in his cellars decidedly dull. The only thing he’d found exciting so far at Tewsbarrow was the mystery woman. He had to find out who she was and why she came to him.
    He was so determined to be fully alert if she came to him again, that when his uncle brought forth the special brandy after the evening meal, Daniel pretended to sip his until Kendrick was distracted and then poured it into the rushes.
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    Isabel was ready when Kendrick came for her that evening, but she carefully hid the anticipation she was feeling at the prospect of spending another night in Daniel’s bed. She sought to make small talk, asking how the dinner went and if Daniel had taken the brandy. Kendrick, as usual, criticized her for dawdling, telling her to hurry along so they could get this over with and he could get some sleep tonight.
    When she opened the door to Daniel’s room and looked inside, everything seemed normal. She removed her cloak, draped it over the back of a chair and moved to the bedside. Daniel wasn’t under the covers as he usually was and he still wore his brais. Why had the servant failed to help him into bed properly? Had Daniel fallen asleep so quickly that the servant hadn’t bothered? She hoped the continued use of Wanda’s potion wasn’t making him more susceptible to its affects.
    She considered what to do about the garment that blocked her. Kendrick wore them too, but his manservant always undressed him. There seemed to be an opening within the loose folds of the linen, perhaps she could free Daniel’s cock there. Then she noticed laces tied at the waist. If I untie them, could I move all of the cloth aside so there would be nothing between his body and mine? She liked that possibility more.
    As she reached for the nearest tie, a heavy hand grabbed her wrist. Isabel froze in shock and fear. She flicked her gaze toward the head of the bed, and she saw Daniel’s eyes open and a stern frown fixed on his face. “You’re awake!”
    Keeping his hold on her wrist he sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed. In a harsh voice, he asked, “What’s the matter, sweetums? Don’t you like men who are awake?”
    When she had approached Daniel before, she’d been afraid of failing in her mission, but now, faced with his size and seeming anger, she was terrified of the man. She tried to pull free and whined, “Please, sir, don’t harm me.”
    He let go of her wrist, but instantly grabbed her forearms, preventing her from moving away from him. “What are you afraid of? You’ve come to my bed for the last two nights.”
    â€œI-I only wanted a little sport. I meant you no harm.”
    â€œYou don’t consider scaring the piss out of a man harm? Why the drugs? Why did Kendrick send you and then deny it?”
    Isabel shook her head trying to stir her sluggish brain. Kendrick would be furious if she told the truth. She had to think of another story. “He didn’t, sir. I bribed one of the servants to add a potion to your brandy.”
    â€œThe only reason I can think of for a woman to drug a man so she can have sex with him is because she’s ugly as a boar’s butt.” He stood and shoved her toward the fireplace. She realized he was turning her so he could get a better look at her. After a thorough examination of her face, he let his gaze roam over her body. “You’re far from ugly, so why did you drug me?”
    He stared down at her breasts, no longer looking angry. Isabel began to hope she could save the situation. “I am lonely, sir, and Lord Kendrick doesn’t allow lewd conduct among his servants. Please don’t tell him what I’ve done.”
    He looked back at her face. “Who are you?”
    Isabel blurted out the first name that came to mind. “Tess. I’m a maid. A lady’s