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Panting with exertion, Cat stared up at the face a scant inch from hers. ’Twas too dark to see, but she could feel their hearts beating in wild counterpoint to each other…and something more alarming. His manhood swelling against her thigh. “Nay,” she cried, renewing her struggles.

“Be still.” He let her take more of his weight, making her aware of the power he leashed. “Be still or you’ll goad me into doing that which you fear.”

Cat ceased fighting, but didn’t relax, couldn’t. “So…‘tis not just my father’s ruin you want,” she managed to say.

“I’d be a fool and a liar if I denied you stir me. I’ve been long without a woman and you’re uncommon fair. But your honor…such as it is…is safe with me. I’d sooner bed a pox-ridden whore as Ruarke Sommerville’s get!”