Defiant in the Viking's Bed. Joanna Fulford

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      Chapter Three

      Two days later the first group of guests departed. Now that the wedding celebrations were over the rest would be gone soon enough and life would settle back into its familiar routine. Once Astrid would have felt content with that, but now it induced very different thoughts. Chief among them was restlessness. It had no apparent cause but it was no less strong for that. Perhaps it was a natural consequence of the recent excitement and festivity; one felt the lack when it ended.

      She turned away but, unwilling to return to the hall or the bower, headed in the opposite direction instead. A walk might help dispel her present mood. She was so absorbed in thought that she didn’t notice the man until she was almost upon him. When she realised who it was she would have retraced her steps—but by then it was too late.

      Leif smiled. ‘This is a pleasant surprise.’

      She eyed him askance. ‘A surprise, my lord?’

      ‘All right, I admit I followed you. Or rather I watched to see which way you were going and then took a short cut.’

      ‘Why?’

      ‘I missed your company.’

      ‘I find that hard to believe.’

      ‘It’s true. Besides, we never got to finish our conversation the other night.’

      ‘I believe we did.’

      ‘If I have offended you I’m sorry for it.’

      ‘Forget it.’

      ‘I wish it were that easy. As it is I’ve thought of nothing else.’ He paused. ‘We need to talk, Astrid.’

      Her pulse quickened. ‘Everything needful has been said.’

      ‘No, it hasn’t.’

      He surveyed her steadily, waiting. She sighed. Since he wasn’t going to be dissuaded the quickest way to end this might be to let him say his piece. ‘Very well.’

      ‘I apologise if my manners have seemed rough; it is the result of having spent too long among fighting men. I am out of practice when it comes to gentler speech.’

      ‘Yes, you are, but it is no matter.’

      ‘Well, some things are best spoken directly.’

      ‘Speak, then.’

      ‘In a few days’ time I leave for my estate in Vingulmark. The place has been left in the hands of a steward and there are many matters requiring my attention.’

      The news created a flood of unexpected emotions. After this they really would not meet again. She realised she was going to miss him rather more than she’d thought. ‘Yes, I can see that.’

      ‘Come with me.’

      She stared at him. ‘What?’

      ‘Come with me, Astrid.’

      ‘You must be crazy.’

      ‘Perhaps. What I do know is that I don’t want to leave you behind; that I want you with me.’

      His arm slipped around her waist and then he was very much closer. She could feel the warmth of him, breathe his scent. The pulse became a drumbeat. She felt his lips brush hers, light, tentative. The touch sent a shiver through her that was not entirely to do with fear. The kiss became a little more assertive, more seductive, coaxing her mouth open, allowing his tongue to tease hers, persuasive and infinitely more dangerous, awakening sensations she had never known existed. His hold tightened and the kiss became intimate. She could feel the start of his arousal. Desire was replaced by something very like panic and she tensed, turning her head aside.

      He drew back a little to look into her face. ‘What are you afraid of, Astrid? You cannot believe I would hurt you.’

      She shook her head, not in agreement but in denial, knowing instinctively that he had the power to hurt her very badly. She wasn’t the woman he really wanted.

      ‘Well, then, what is it?’

      ‘I won’t go with you to Vingulmark.’

      ‘Why not?’

      ‘How can you ask that?’

      ‘You know how I feel about you, and I think you are not indifferent to me.’

      ‘You’re wrong.’

      ‘You’re a poor liar, Astrid.’

      ‘It’s not a lie.’

      ‘No? Then look at me and tell me you feel nothing.’

      Her gaze met his and yielded. ‘I confess I do like you, and I have enjoyed your company, but there is no future in this. You know that as well as I.’

      ‘All I know is that I haven’t been able to put you out of my mind since first we met. When I’m awake I think of you; when I sleep you fill my dreams.’

      ‘I cannot do what you’re asking.’

      ‘You have no reason to be afraid. I would treat you well; whatever you desire you shall have if it be in my power to give it.’

      ‘Will you offer me honourable marriage, Leif?’

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