His kiss made her head spin, stealing her thoughts and leaving her with desire for more. Tears slid past her lashes, trailing down her cheeks.
He sighed over her mouth. Brigitte prepared to feel the onslaught of loneliness whenever they were apart. Sir Darrick would wait only so long. They had tested his patience long enough.
Drem surprised her by lifting her off the floor. He cradled her in his arms and marched toward the bed.
Her breath caught. “Drem. What about…”
“Hush.” He nipped the corner of her mouth. “We have much to celebrate.”
Brigitte drew back to see if he was serious. “I have not agreed to wed you.”
Drem grinned down at her as he lay her on the bed. “Then I shall have to persuade you.”
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