In the background, a soft chuckle broke her musings and she glanced briefly at her guardians. Of course, Kane wore a large grin, while Gareth watched her, his face serious as always, his smoldering eyes the only indication that he was not completely composed.
“Excuse me, my lady,” Kane said. “Don’t let me interrupt so rudely.” His grin faded, yet his eyes retained their sparkle.
She couldn’t help smiling at him in spite of the burning of embarrassment in her cheeks. “It’s quite all right, my lord.” She turned and continued her exploration and moved away from the mosaics to examine the beautiful furniture.
She approached one of the couches and ran her fingertips along one plush arm. A sigh escaped her, induced by the luxurious texture of the powder blue material. It had to be one of the
