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her predicament. Then those two went at each other like dogs in heat. A high-pitched moan lured him back to this viewing point.
    Daniel had mounted her again and Isabel frantically clawed his back. All this time the bitch had pretended to be cold and unfeeling, even after he’d paid that whore a small fortune to give her lessons, but look at her now. Rutting like a common strumpet.
    He should take a stout stick to her, but there was something about those two young bodies so tightly entwined and thrusting rhythmically at each other, their moans and cries singing the tune they danced to, that he found strangely arousing. Keeping his eye fixed to the peephole, he fumbled under his tunic until he grasped his own rod. When Daniel finally shouted and strained as he made his final thrust, Kendrick had to squeeze his lips tightly together to keep from adding his own triumphant cry of release.
    * * * *
    Isabel jerked awake. Oh, God, she’d fallen asleep in Daniel’s bed. How long have I been here? Have I kept Kendrick waiting for a long time out in the hall? He’ll be furious. Edging from under Daniel’s arm, she scampered off the bed, grabbed her robe, and tiptoed out of the room.
    The hallway was empty. Not knowing what else to do, she hurried back to the solar. Kendrick’s bed was empty. She ran to her room and found him lying on her bed, still wearing his clothes, but looking asleep. Good. Perhaps she could lie beside him and he’d never know how long she’d been gone.
    But as she reached the bed, he opened his eyes and said, “Well, you’ve finally returned. Were you careless enough to fall asleep? Don’t you know what will happen if you stay in his bed until the potion wears off?”
    Isabel took a deep breath to calm herself. “He was awake when I got to his room. He didn’t drink his brandy tonight.”
    â€œWhat did you do to make him suspicious?”
    She was sick and tired of being blamed for everything. “I only did what you told me to. Apparently he has sense enough to know the difference between a real woman and a dream.”
    â€œSo, what did you say when he confronted you? Did you reveal my scheme and spoil my plan?”
    With an angry huff, she sat on the side of the bed and began to braid her hair so she could sleep more comfortably. “I made up a story. A good story. All by myself, with no help from you.”
    â€œAnd what was it?” he asked in a skeptical tone.
    â€œI told him I was Lady Isabel’s maid, Tess. That I’d seen him and been attracted to him, and bribed another servant to put a sleeping potion into his drink.”
    â€œAnd he believed such a ridiculous story?”
    â€œI told him I had to stay with your wife all day because she wasn’t right in the head, so I was lonely.”
    He raised his eyebrows. “So now my nephew thinks I’m married to a crazy woman?”
    Oh dear. She hadn’t considered the baron’s pride. “Well, I had to tell him something and that was all I could think of.”
    He smiled. “Actually, my dear, you did well. I am surprised, however, as I had no idea you were such a clever liar. I suppose I’ll have to question everything you say from here on.”
    She tied off her braid, and looked him in the eye. “I’d never lie to you, Kendrick.”
    He sat up and turned down the covers on her side of the bed. “That’s comforting to hear. Now get into bed. You must be exhausted after such a harrowing experience. Did the young barbarian punish you for your impudence?”
    â€œHe was angry at first, but flattery won him over. Then he took me to his bed quite willingly.” She removed her cloak and slipped between the sheets.
    Kendrick stared at her strangely for a moment, and then said, “Staying in his bed longer might be a good idea. Just be sure you get back to your room before the servants are about.”
    Isabel would never