His voice was very deep as he repeated the words.
Zarina’s eyes fluttered and the colour rose in her cheeks.
“You – must have felt – embarrassed,” she whispered.
“I felt as if I could jump over the moon,” Rolfe replied. “You had told me that you had no wish to marry me, but I wanted you – I want you now, desperately, as I have never wanted a woman before!”
“Oh, Rolfe, is that – true?”
Zarina lifted up her arms and Rolfe pulled her against him.
He kissed her gently, as if he was afraid to hurt her.
To Zarina it was as if he carried her into the heart of the sun and a golden light enveloped them.
She had never been kissed and it was a rapture.
Rolfe’s kisses were exactly what she had thought a kiss would be like if she loved the man who gave it to her.
He kissed her at first very g
