Maiden Bride. Deborah Simmons

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      “If he has done more than hold

      your hand, I will kill you both,”

      he promised, his voice a guttural bark.

      His gaze never left her, bright and probing and denying her innocence. “Perhaps you did not realize that ‘tis not wise to be alone with a man!” He spat the words out as if they tasted foul upon his tongue.

      “We were talking, nothing more!” Gillian protested, alarmed by the look in his glittering depths. “Trust you not your own guard?”

      “Nay! I trust no one when it comes to you!” Nicholas growled, taking a step toward her.

      Comprehension dawned slowly, laced with so much disbelief that Gillian shook her head, as if dazed. Regarding him with wide-eyed wonder, she whispered the truth. “You are jealous.”

      He flinched, but did not deny it. “You are mine, body and soul, and you had best remember it!”