Page 46 of The Lord who Seduced Me
He finally opened his eyes when he did not hear her clothes rustle. When he looked at her, she had her hands on her hips. Her face was a mask of anger. Being completely naked had her breasts jutted forward, but he could not focus on her beautiful naked body. Not with her face and her expression like that.
“How dare you think that I would think of you that way! That I would judge you for something that was not in your control. And how dare you believe that I would think of you as less than?”
Cabe’s jaw dropped open. He had not heard Rose speak to him like that. Not really. Only when she was denying his claim on her. But this was different.
She continued, her voice rising in anger, “Do you really think I am that shallow that I would care about that? Have you not seen my brother? And his scars? I assure you, the ones you see on his face are not even the worst ones he has. His back was ripped open by a whip when he was younger, and even though my mother tried to hide it from us, I still saw the devastation my father caused. His back has never been the same and his scars run deep.”
He went to speak, and she held up her hand. “Do you think I judge Rhia when she walks with her limp? One that will be with her for the rest of her life, no matter how hard she tries or works on it? Do you think it bothers me? How about Burk? He has many scars, but never once have they bothered me. Or have I thought about them at all.”
She looked down in defeat and he saw tears swimming in her eyes, “If this is what you truly think of me, that I am shallow and would judge you for something you never wanted or caused, that you have worked hard so you could live a life you chose to, then this can’t work.”
Getting off his bed, she walked to where her clothes were strewn all over his bedchamber floor.
Cabe was so shocked, he never stopped her until she had her chemise on and was struggling to put her corset back on.
He surged to her side and stopped her struggles by pulling her into his arms. She fought against his hold, “Let me go Cabe!” she said as she tried to push herself out of his hold, Cabe finally noticed the tears running down her face.
He turned her in his arms, but she refused to look at him, so he cupped her face in his hands and lifted her face to his.
She had her eyes squeezed shut, and he kissed her softly. Putting his forehead to hers, he said, “I am so sorry Rose. To ever voice those thoughts. I never thought of you like that. I knew you were not the sort of woman to be that way. It is just me. My thoughts, my worries. I worry about my leg, and what people will think. I have had more than one person say horrible things about me, so I am weary, but I should have known better.”
Rose still did not open her eyes, and he could see her lip quivering, and the tears still falling. “Cabe, that may be the case, but you should have known that I am not that type of woman. You said it yourself. But you must not have honestly believed it though. I work with the sick, and the injured. I have whenever I am needed. Those types of things never bothered me, and I have never even given your leg a second thought. It may matter to you, but it does not to me. You are the person I want to give my heart to.”
She finally opened her eyes and Cabe could see the tears still swimming in their depths. Kissing her softly again, he nodded. “I know. I am just an ass. I truly am sorry love. And I do not think of you that way, and I hope you can forgive me.”
Rose sighed, and he stepped back from her. “Let me show you all of me. Since I have seen all of you. I may not be perfect, but if you don’t care, then I shouldn’t either.”
Cabe pulled his shirt over his head and heard Rose suck in a breath. He knew he had scars, but she was not focused on those. Just his stomach, and his chest.
He was muscled from all of his hard work, and when she reached out, she didn’t touch a single one of his scars, just his stomach.
Looking down at her, he could see the heat return to her eyes, and as she traced each one of his muscles, Cabe had to fight a shudder.
His skin raised in goosebumps as her fingertips explored, and when he could take no more, he lifted her hand from his skin and kissed her wandering fingers and moved to take off his boots.
Leaving one foot bare, and the other his prosthetic.
Then he dropped his breeches to the floor. Standing tall and proud, Cabe watched her eyes travel hungrily over his form, and when they landed on his hard cock, she bit her lip.
Looking up at him, she said, “It’s a wonder that even fit inside me.”
Cabe went from hard, to steel. His cock painful in the reminder of stealing her innocence so many long and lonely nights ago.
Her eyes settled on his prosthetic, and he waited to hear her thoughts. Closing his eyes for a brief moment, he waited.
When her fingers touched his stomach again, he flinched from the unexpected contact.
He still did not open his eyes. Her fingers moved around his body and he could hear her quiet steps as she circled him.
When she came back around, her fingers circled his hard length, and he hissed out a breath and opened his eyes.
She was moving her hand up and down, testing his length and the fullness of it.
It made him shudder, and when she leaned down and licked up the drop of wetness that had come out of his tip, he threw his head back and groaned.
His hands plunging themselves into her hair. “What are you doing Rose?”
She licked his tip one last time, and then she stood on tiptoe and kissed his mouth. “I was tasting you. Like you have me. And I liked it.”
