her ear.
Her head jerked in alarm. âYou cannot kiss me again!â she exclaimed, her voice high and breathless.
His exhalation was like a sigh. âI know. I would like nothing more than to climb back up there with you and spend the rest of the night showing you pleasure youâve never dreamed of. But it wouldnât be honorable of me to take advantage of you in this weakened stateâ¦and Marcus would have my head on a platter if I tried.â
Lily wasnât certain Marcus would view his role as her protector quite so fiercely. He had never wanted to be saddled with responsibility for the three penniless Loring sisters, and heâd only been their guardian for a few months, since becoming the new Earl of Danvers. Moreover, Marcus no longer technically held the office of guardian now, since he had granted his three wards their legal and financial freedom when Arabella won her wager with him. Yet Lily thought it wiser not to express her doubts to Lord Claybourne.
âSo he would,â she agreed unevenly.
Finally, after another moment, Claybourne stepped away from her, clearing a path to the stable door.
Grateful to be free, Lily let out the breath sheâd been holding and quickly turned away from him. Without looking at him again, she hurried to the door. But then she came to an abrupt halt when she recalled what had driven her to the stable in the first place.
With reluctance, Lily glanced back over her shoulder, meeting his lordshipâs darkly glimmering eyes. âYou must promise me you wonât tell Lady Freemantle that I kissed you. If she knew, she would be planning our wedding.â
His expression was enigmatic, unreadable, even in the bright glow of latern light. And he hesitated far longer than expected before replying. âVery well, I wonât tell her.â
Managing a faint smile, Lily picked up her skirts and fled, chiding herself all the way back to the Hall. She should never have let Lord Claybourne kiss her, she knew that now. Not when he was so dangerous to her willpower.
But from now on, Lily vowed earnestly, she would make a concerted effort to avoid him.
She had no choice. For the first time in her life she had met a man who might prove to be irresistible. The wisest thing she could do now was to keep far, far away from the handsome, alluring, seductive Marquess of Claybourne.
Chapter Two
I would be forever grateful if you would allow me to take refuge in your boardinghouse, Fanny. I do not wish Lord Claybourne to find me.
âLily Loring to Fanny Irwin
After her departure, Heath remained in the stable for quite some time, waiting for his blood to cool before he could return to the ballroom. Sporting a raging arousal when he was wearing satin evening breeches would no doubt appall the refined sensibilities of the wedding guests.
Heathâs mouth curled in rueful amusement at the image, yet his smile soon faded.
He hadnât meant to let things go so far with Lilian Loring. Before sheâd stopped him, he had been in serious danger of compromising her. But heâd been seduced by the tempting fire of her. Now he could only blame himself if the forbidden indulgence had left him hot and painfully hard.
His attraction wasnât the least surprising, Heath mused, even though heâd only met Lily this morning. For several months now his interest had been piqued by reports of the youngest Loring sister. He hadnât been put off by Marcusâs accounts of her being a spitfire and a hellion. On the contrary. His usual pursuits had seemed so deadly dull of late that when heâd finally encountered the spirited, unconventional Lily, his interest had immediately been sparked.
Marcus was right; she was a lively beauty. She was certainly unique. And Heath had found himself unexpectedly enchanted.
Finally considering it safe enough, he left the stable, yet his thoughts were still centered on Lilian Loring as he crossed the yard and headed