Then he added conversationally, “I can hardly think of anything else, you know.” “Not when I want you as much as I do now,” he said. “You don’t amuse me,” he said, a wry smile curling his lips. In fact, you seem to view the entire world as an amusing spectacle.”

“Normally, you look at me as if I amused you. “You’re so different like this,” she said suddenly. “What will you ask for?” He smiled slowly, and she felt suddenly scorched by his heavy-lidded gaze. “I seem to have lost a forfeit,” she noted, a few minutes later. She shivered, and put down another card without thinking of the consequences. He reached out and drew a finger down her cheek. One that made her think of bedchambers and private things. When he looked at her with that light in his eyes, it was as if a different Ewan had stepped forth. “You see”-he looked up at her and there was a wild look about him that made the blood suddenly thunder in her veins-“I want your forfeit.”Īnnabel looked down at her cards, but he’d destroyed her composure. “I shall win this hand,” Ewan said, looking at his cards. “Shall it be pistols at dawn?” she asked, giggling.

“If I didn’t know better,” Ewan grumbled as he laid down the cards, “I’d swear you were cheating, my girl. He won the third game she won the fourth. He won the first game she won the second. “In that case,” Ewan said with a wicked gleam in his eye, “we’ll play for a forfeit.” “I know how to play speculation,” Annabel said, thinking that they should stay away from talk that led to kisses.

Kiss me annabel