Secrets Behind Locked Doors. Laura Martin

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      It felt strange to Louisa to have someone looking out for her. For years she’d only been able to depend upon herself. She didn’t think she would ever get used to someone else worrying about her welfare.

      ‘You have a very tough decision to make now, Miss Turnhill.’ Robert turned to her with a grave expression on his face.

      Louisa’s heart dropped. She’d been enjoying not thinking about her circumstances for a few minutes.

      ‘You need to choose whether you’d like to go and take a stroll around the Serpentine or sample the delicious new delicacy all society are talking about: flavoured ices.’

      Louisa pretended to consider her decision very carefully. ‘Are you sure I have to decide?’ she asked.

      ‘This is your outing, Miss Turnhill, your wish is my command.’

      ‘Then I wish to do both.’

      Robert smiled one of his rare smiles and Louisa caught a glimpse of the carefree young man he must have once been. Again she wondered what had happened during the war to make him quite so serious and withdrawn, but she knew now wasn’t the right time to ask. They were having an enjoyable morning in the park and she didn’t want to do anything to jeopardise that.

      They strolled arm in arm around the Serpentine. Every few minutes Robert would impart some bit of knowledge about the park or London, and Louisa would listen with interest. She loved the way he spoke, he seemed so knowledgeable about so many things. Louisa’s own education had been cut short—Mr Craven hadn’t thought it necessary to continue her lessons after her parents had died. Although she’d read hundreds of the dusty books in the old man’s library, it wasn’t the same as a formal education.

      She realised she must seem completely uneducated to Robert.

      He’d stopped at the water’s edge and together they stared out across the still water.

      ‘It’s beautiful,’ Louisa said, glancing at Robert. ‘I feel so lucky, being here with you.’

      She turned to face him and felt the emotion welling up inside her.

      ‘Thank you,’ she said. ‘Thank you for giving me a chance to experience the world for myself. Even if I was taken back to the asylum today I’d never forget the time we’ve spent together.’

      Robert slowly turned to look at her and Louisa felt her breath catch in her throat at the intensity of his gaze.

      ‘This is your right, Louisa. Every experience and every new sight is something you deserve to have.’

      Louisa felt her tongue dart out to moisten her lips. She couldn’t tear her eyes away from his. His words were said so passionately she understood how he had led troops into battle; she would follow him anywhere in this instant.

      For seconds their eyes remained locked together. Louisa felt her body sway instinctively towards his and the gap between them closed.

      She could see the desire in his eyes. He wanted to kiss her, just as much as she wanted to kiss him, but he didn’t move.

      Louisa felt the confusion wash over her. She wanted him so much, she wanted him to devour her with his mouth, to lay her down on the grass and cover her body with his own. Never before had she known such a strong physical attraction to someone. Yet at odds with the primal urge she had whenever she looked at him was the small voice in the back of her head telling her to run, to get as far away from the generous man with the serious eyes as possible. Falling for him could only bring trouble. He would hurt her just like everyone else, no matter how kind and caring he seemed now.

      Despite a myriad of doubts Louisa still wanted him to kiss her. She wanted to feel his lips on her skin and shudder as he ran his fingers all over her body.

      For a second she thought he was going to do just that. His eyes darkened and his breathing became a little heavier. Louisa held her breath.

      ‘Lord Fleetwood.’

      Both Louisa and Robert jumped and took a step back.

      ‘I’m not interrupting anything, am I?’

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