Chapter Five
Fiona gazed at Joshua as he sat with his back to her at the rough hewn dining table. His dark hair had been freshly washed earlier that morning and she thought of running her hands through it. He was such a substantial man, his great earnest bearing sent all her desires flowing madly almost every time she took a moment to appreciate them with undiscovered stares like this one. Her body quaked easily in his presence, especially since she now shared the enormous bed in his upstairs room. There were nightly excursions between the smooth fancy sheets; the curious contrast always amazed her, thinking how crude and elemental their lovemaking was amid the finery of his bed. She felt like a princess and a bawdy woman in the same moment, and she loved the feeling.
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