Page 19 of A Rogue Worth the Risk
Disdain rendered each word an icy crack of pent-up fury.
She spun on her heel and marched toward the exit muttering beneath her breath.
Of all the…
Conceited bufflehead.
Unbelievable gall.
Mulish tosspot.
“Corinna…”
Bugger it.
Caspian strode after her and managed to catch her upper arm just before she reached the doorway. He spun her toward him.
Her mouth parted in astonishment. “What…?”
Giving in to the urge that had harangued Caspian since he’d first set eyes on the termagant and casting all common sense and caution to the wind, he lowered his lips to hers.
Corinna remained rigid for a half dozen heartbeats then sagged into him, her mouth softening beneath his. Several blissful moments passed as Caspian tasted heaven, while his mind kept repeating,
Why not marry her? Why not?
