"My Duchess," he mused. His voice sounded like the cold melody that it was.
Amy held her breath. The warmth that threatened her being overwhelmed her senses. Her hammering heart wanted to burst. She locked eyes with Gideon, unblinking. She feared that if she closed her eyes even for half-a-moment, he would disappear. Without knowing why, she dropped the arm that covered her chest, exposing her upper body's nakedness. She expected him to look down, but he didn't even dare to break eye contact. She saw his jaw clench. Taking it as a cue, she dived into his lips with a kiss.
His mouth felt soft and warm against hers. It felt to her like all the wonderful things in the world put together. It was like sunshine and rain and the first drops of snow. She put her hands across the back of his nap
