Michelle Willingham Quote
If the woman I loved fell sick, I would be at her side, day and night. And even if my duties took me from her, I would write every day. The roughness in his voice took her aback, and for a moment, she found herself caught up in his stare. She couldn’t read his emotions, for his anger was blended with an intensity that stole her breath. I cannot understand why any man wouldn’t do the same for you. His mouth rested above hers, and she felt the heat of his breath upon her lips. Against her will, her body responded to his nearness, making her soften to his touch. Though he crossed no boundaries, she trembled at the hushed sense of the forbidden. You’re too good for him, a chara. If he truly loved you, he would not have left you when you were ill. And I think you know that. Her face flooded with color, for he was the first one to openly say this. Then why would Lord Burkham bother writing to me? He hesitated at that. I cannot say. Except that perhaps he feels guilty for not treating you as he should. She didn’t want to believe it. Not when Thomas represented her hopes and dreams for the future. No, she would take comfort in the fact that he had continued to write letters, and she was glad of it. She let out a sigh. I am tired, Lord Ashton. I think we are finished for today. He regarded her with solemnity. It wasn’t my intent to hurt your feelings, a chara. I know.
If the woman I loved fell sick, I would be at her side, day and night. And even if my duties took me from her, I would write every day. The roughness in his voice took her aback, and for a moment, she found herself caught up in his stare. She couldn’t read his emotions, for his anger was blended with an intensity that stole her breath. I cannot understand why any man wouldn’t do the same for you. His mouth rested above hers, and she felt the heat of his breath upon her lips. Against her will, her body responded to his nearness, making her soften to his touch. Though he crossed no boundaries, she trembled at the hushed sense of the forbidden. You’re too good for him, a chara. If he truly loved you, he would not have left you when you were ill. And I think you know that. Her face flooded with color, for he was the first one to openly say this. Then why would Lord Burkham bother writing to me? He hesitated at that. I cannot say. Except that perhaps he feels guilty for not treating you as he should. She didn’t want to believe it. Not when Thomas represented her hopes and dreams for the future. No, she would take comfort in the fact that he had continued to write letters, and she was glad of it. She let out a sigh. I am tired, Lord Ashton. I think we are finished for today. He regarded her with solemnity. It wasn’t my intent to hurt your feelings, a chara. I know.