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Richard grunted, finding nothing to say to that remark.
“Very well. It’s your turn. Can’t you see a shape in the clouds?”
Richard frowned, searching the clouds and trying to find anything familiar in them. “The one to the far left. That one looks as if it’s a dancer. Now that cloud is graceful. It reminds me of you.”
She raised her brows. “You think I am graceful?”
He laughed. “You know you are. You are the most beautiful actress in London.”
She smiled, her gaze oddly intent. “You think I am beautiful, my lord?”
He turned toward her, his eyes hooded. “I think you are the most graceful, talented, beautiful, and desirable woman I’ve ever met.”
They lay like that, just staring into each other’s eyes and not speaking. Until he couldn’t take it anymore.
He kissed her.
Chapter 12
His kiss was soft and tender. It was unlike any kiss he’d ever given to her. It was as if after revealing a piece of his soul earlier, he now wanted to seal it with the sweetest kiss.
His lips pressed against hers gently, barely touching, then his tongue swept over her lips, with a ghost of a touch. He opened his mouth and just breathed in, inhaling her without ever invading her space.
He wasn’t even touching her in any other place than on her lips and yet her entire body ignited with sparks and fireworks. Her blood boiled inside her, and her soul wanted to jump out of her skin and press itself closer to him.
What are you doing to me?
He raised his gaze to hers as if he’d heard her silent question. His eyes were intent on hers, burning with desire and something else… something unfathomable.
Jo whimpered from the overwhelming emotions flooding her being.
One kiss.
One glance.
That’s all it took.
If he touched her, surely she would have gone mad.
Luckily, he slowly drew away from her.
His gaze turned distant, his expression regretful. He lay back on his back and stared at the clouds.
Jo did the same, suddenly feeling cold and alone.
Something had changed between them during that kiss. Something essential. Something that Jo would never be able to understand.
But Richard did.
And in that moment, he had turned away from her.
Jo shuddered, suddenly feeling cold when she was burning from the heat just a moment ago.
“You are cold,” he said with a light frown.
She nodded. “It got a bit chilly.”
He smiled and sat up. “Come then. Let’s return.”
